Friday, 5 March 2021

Diane Two

I’m never a girl, that curses and blasts, my mind in a whirl, a face set like stone, when I feel brassed, it's best you count now, don't look scared, turn away trapped, I won’t rattle my pearls, see your ghost, strung out near collapse, these lies are your own, does your head twirl, teeth rattle in a glass, say prayers downstairs, cry on the doormat, 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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