Saturday, July 29, 2006

Hard On Me

Somebody came into the room
And gripped me with a suede fade
And then my arms and face fell off.
For such an elegant lady, it was a tough move.

So how should I proceed? Just fairly,
And wait for things to get on
Or paint a few throbbing butterfly pictures
Of where the lovely milkmaid leaves her stuff?


rcs.
1st draft: 07/29/06
©2006 Ronald C. Southern


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