Frames

Fashion me
in every postulation
everything you say
but you couldn’t change
the phrase that split
the age of decay
by night, by day
the gutted remains
glittered for display
disco balls, rusty chains
click.click, no frames
aims that missed
drip.drip, etiquette
rained picnics
a picture perfect
only on the surface

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2 thoughts on “Frames

  1. Wonderful poem too! Astonishing.

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