One day I chanced to look in a mirror,saw a cratered face look back at me,a manic grin floating like scum in her eyes,a rictus of desperation…
Cold hearted orb that rules the nightRemoves the colours from our sightRed is grey and yellow whiteBut we decide which is rightAnd…
“ …and the poem will not care that some walk past/afraid of the words we try…
Black, white or rainbow, our gravity universalRelativity special only in theoryRank and file positions for royalty
glide to me on this cool nightinto my warm armsyour face is a rosethe petals your lipsyour slender frame the stemi’ll…
Far too young and prettyTo get caught up in that fishnet!
Those fine, black linesAge your face.
How dismal of you!The children want you to play.