Chuck, Morgan 

Chuck me in the pen 

of bedazzled time, where

the rooster struts that struck 

the dawn of dawns apert awake

infinitely influentially so.

My name is Chuck what's yours?

Morgan.

(Time flows by)

The rooster flies off inevitably,

but the roster of two remains. 

Hush this is the story we love. Love.

Zephyrus 2025