Wednesday 24 June 2015

ACID:


She was acidic by nature & sour by name,

Mean-cheek-sucked-in, & lip-pursed dame,

Of grimaced face, & stomach tight knotted,

With her chest closed up, & her gut garroted.

 

She was all wrapped up, against cruel world,

She was bundled up, & in cold skin, en-furled,

Her toes curled bent, & her fists fight-balled,

With look of thunder & of storm well squalled.

 

She was of un-giving spirit & buttocks clenched,

She was deeply within her own hell entrenched,

Tear-stained eyes screwed up, & sour expression,

She was merely the victim of her sad depression.

 

 

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