rusty machine
posted by Jane Crowe at 5/05/2006
she flings this bling from her being
cashes in on peony kisses
iris waves a blue flag of truce
in the land of commodity
a new economy of
dirt and rainwater runs
in rivulets around her navel
watching poor old beast
limping along
she wavers
between pity and disdain
how much longer
before it all spirals
she wonders
crazy down the drain
cashes in on peony kisses
iris waves a blue flag of truce
in the land of commodity
a new economy of
dirt and rainwater runs
in rivulets around her navel
watching poor old beast
limping along
she wavers
between pity and disdain
how much longer
before it all spirals
she wonders
crazy down the drain
2 Comments:
be steal my heart
thanks
Love the navel swirl!
I posted electric peonies
to compliment your poem.
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