a somewhat violent poem about art & the blues
some girls prance around the AGO like
the risen Georgia some girls slink like
the splayed goatvagina Picasso sculpted
my own preference is to cavort like
Martha Graham💃🏻(spoken in your best
mid-atlantic accent)
today a man approached +asked: do you
dance? i kicked him hard in his Rodin
sized penis visible thru blue tights
all the while a pallid Joni Mitchell wannabe
warbled blighting Canada Joni’s birthplace
kicking leg all a-twitch poet yearns for the bubble
watching hoops 7 hours a day her blue period
as millions died of the spiked one🔆 the one no one
will speak of anymore except some sick chickens
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Winter 2025 ..the blight light returns..🐔🐔
songanddancegirl 