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Dirty Pretty Thing
She hallucinated out of my mind.
She hallucinated into my mind and died
with eight – seconds left
rat a tat – tat – tat.
Where has my able – bodied
mistress gone / belonged?
Fly away – butterfly
or are you a moth?
I hold you to the fire
and see which way you go
and you are
gone
you are
never here
hear where?
You were language
and natural
and untidy
dirty pretty thing.
Beautiful eyes
and eight – legged friends
are my specialty.
Brute
subtlety by force
who is the persuaded one now?
I am a dream in financial shambles
and am in no mood to cut off
but I am left with what choice
if I’m going to survive?
Stark naked
I am beautifully naked
and have mouth – f#@!*ed Sylvia Plath in many dangerous ways
pillow propped
pop!
The world just made what kind of sound?
two or three?
three wave goodbye to me
mein schatz
she is a rare beauty
dirty pretty thing she
brings me all kinds of poetry and volumes
and volumes
and volumes of junk.
Comments
Word
18 years 11 months ago
hm..
Word
18 years 11 months ago
Lousy at Analysis (will avoid)
Conect11
18 years 11 months ago
re:Lousy
weirdelf
18 years 11 months ago
You are a hell of a poet
Conect11
18 years 11 months ago
thanks
IKnowNoBox
18 years 8 months ago
A Dirty pretty thing...