They've appeared again
The feet of a woman born
of denim and desk chair,
at home in the arms of
some slip-ons.
I had forgotten them
while they were tucked away,
talking politics
of 17th century motherhood
with the cotton of your panties.
And other wisdoms
1 comment:
I like this one.
I like it a lot.
by the way, just because you write a few poems you expect me to be on the same page as you?
The nerve!
I'll see what i can do.
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