songanddancegirl

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

DAY

NOT A DAY IN THE LIFE OF IVAN DENISOVITCH

Bees are closely supervising me   couldn’t resist  dousing

self with Tom Ford Femme  stirring up bee apocalypse

Red hair doesn’t help either  or is it bulls who love red?

(if bullshit were music you’d be a brass band   said my

mother recently)  

 

Now a Vlad Putin look alike is eyeing me from the fountain

My aggressive slashing reminds him of a KGB lady he jilted

in 85   As a yelloworange beesmear appears at my feet  +Coco

the perfect park bebé scampers by eating a $10 macaron   Her

look screams: Don’t mess with me haggard poet  one day I will

inherit the wind   

 

Vlad the bloke has sidled over with Vanilla Stolichnaya  He proffers

Perestroika martinis  + wet Chechen kisses   Poet  killer of bees  moans:

yes  yes  yes     translation: да да да

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Fall 2015

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