Wednesday, 25 March 2020

Diane Two

I’m never a girl, that curses and blasts, my mind in a whirl, a face set like stone, when I’m brassed, it's best you count now, don't look scared, turn away trapped, I won’t rattle my pearls, see your ghost, strung to collapse, those lies are your own, your head starts to twirl, your teeth in a glass, say prayers downstairs, cry on the doorpost, drink tea aghast, ask what I need most, I’ll turn the flame down, cook with gas, my flags unfurled, you can relax.

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