Travis Brown

I Was a Trader of Yore

1. I was a trader of yore.
2. A moustache born
3. in criminal weathers,
4. a face anchored
5. in pale-paper grab lands
6. free of meats, gone of furs,
7. I trapped whatever
8. white pelts of time
9. caught in the whip-drifts.
10. I was ten times a gray age,
11. my moustache turned
12. a whiter shade of ermine
13. the wind ripped & skinned.
14. I carried on
15. in barter-broken tongue.
16. A wizened purse underarm,
17. I rode the bare kingdom
18. in search of a monies’ sum.