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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