songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

NOT PEACE

THE TIME BETWEEN WARS IS CALLED THE ABSENCE OF WAR

I am walking slowly   scorched-earth kind of day   along

Wellington towards Bay   Just passed the military cemetery

at Brant  (most of the dead under 20  4 suicides)  when I

spot Rapier Wit:  For Everyday + Acting Needs     The long

sword in the window conjures up a Musketeer   Not of the

Mickey variety   more d’Artagnan in tight tights

 

(www.rapierwit.com)

 

The heat is getting to me   Stop at Collette for iced tea   There a

tall tan girl with bright bluish teeth  +quips mixed with upspeak

She brandishes a screechy  Ya Ya Ya  repeatedly     With my rapier

I outline her mouth  as her tongue curls around its tip  +with the hand

that is not twirling hair   an aggressive bird she flips

 

Perhaps time to take up serpents   A surreptitious asp  well placed  might

be more effective   Take out the creepy  Trivago Man  now sidling up to me

A horror of a Monday   at 34 degrees

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End of Summer  2015

 

 

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