She's A Pill Poem by Susan Wheeler
She's A Pill
Rating: ★5.0
Oh, dangling long sleeves in the Mercurochrome.
Parking her punch on her knees.
I'm not a joiner.
In the night, a visitation, small as a thumb,
enters the sealed house and ascends.
Mother wouldn't have stood for that long. Drippy-drooping around
on heels. Leaving the blue cheese out.
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
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4/26/2024 5:49:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Give me a glass of water, I'll take her nice A+