Francesca Bossert

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WOOL-PULLERS

They talk,

Hot air, minimum grace,

Explaining,

Chameleons playing charades,

Expert wool-pullers

Laden with artfully repurposed baggage.

 

They charm,

Shape-shifting,

Slithering through opportunities

Gamblers goading fate,

Thigh-deep in bullshit,

Eloquent in obscure forked tongues.

 

They spin doctorates,

Shaking off the chips so they may fall

Elsewhere,

On those with wider shoulders,

On the good-natured toiling trudgers

Who do the heavy lifting.

 

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Esmeralda is watching them…