- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Wicker Basket
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Face only a mother could love, but didn't.
Howling rabbit and a hug around thirteen.
I've seen the tall grass and I still can't trust.
This program may be unsuitable for children; you bet.
Inspected the mail and you.
Slats in the wall,
where dark shapes slithered away from the outhouse.
Past the orchard, to safety, then run like hell.
Black Katherine is full of rage, Rabbit holds all the pain.
How to put the fur back on?
Normal within a frame of reference.
So nice and clean,
never tell how dirty I am.
- COMMENTS
variable Xyover 18 years agoyou do write so vividly, darlin'. really like this one.
more please
impressiveabout 19 years ago... reveals new depths. Meaning beneath meaning beneath intriguing words. What a wonderful exploration of your mind. ~Imp
carsonshepherdover 19 years agotoo intense to recognize. The best, T. You continue to impress me, always.
