Cables

A Poem by Phalen Schuyler

Noisy security

That’s not love, you know

When the poised flounce about and hold their heads up high

Barbed wire silence

Bowed down, deformed lumbering

Scissor-shorn paper dolls

Rag shawls airborne in the wind

That’s just love, you know

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Added on April 4, 2015
Last Updated on April 4, 2015

Pretty only on my best day. I forgive, but I don't forget. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it. more..

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