god willing there will be work
she may have been an angel
but often let the weather
affect her daily mood
unpredictably
lightning could easily set her off
or calm her nerves
depending on time of day
and task at hand
the homeless knew her best
had no idea she was not human
but loved her stories
especially how she romanticized
being born under scorpio’s sign
she’d often go missing for days
sometimes weeks
stray cats patrolling at night
commissioned as her private eyes
my work is never done here
she often complained or cajoled
depending upon who would listen
december two thousand seventeen
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