gravel
on a stump down the road
a little man stands
an old man
he has dust on his knees
his pants are corduroy
and he wears a dark blue vest
made of night sky fabric
his hands look like bark
there are wrinkles of prayer
on his face and
his beard is rabbit cloud
he sings about the devil sometimes
and one time he told me
about his billy goat
how the goat eats everything
has a beard like an axe swing
and eyes like walnuts
I asked him why
he stood on the stump
and he said
so he can hold like a tree
I bring him bread
and in exchange
he hands me
a small pinch of dust
tells me
to bring the moon
that beat up silver dollar
a little closer
his eyes
ain’t what they used to be
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