Parading

I am on a street corner

Where I shouldn’t be.
Where I shouldn’t be.
Alone and coatless
Alone and coatless
I have gone out to look
I have gone out to look
For a black dog who answers to my whistle.
For a black dog who answers to my whistle.
I have a kind of Halloween mask
I have a kind of Halloween mask
Which I am afraid to put on. (Charles Simic)
Which I am afraid to put on. (Charles Simic)

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