Non-Erotic PoetryAlbum 4 - Tupperwear PartyA typical nineteen fifties
front room
complete with oval mirror
above the pale tiled fire
and flashbulb glare.
Three women seated
on a sofa in tight form,
laughing the laughter that brings
helpless tears
and looks almost like distress.
Each has a pastel, plastic bowl
perched
on her head,
one almost engulfed,
one has it teetering, too small,
and the last looks
almost normal.
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