Laura Milner

Rookie - 61 Points (16.04.93 / Manchester)

Vessel - Poem by Laura Milner

I am astounded
At the constant ache to preen
Failing to carve and hack at a giant cherub
reminiscent of a spoiled version of Rubens’ work.

Pluck, pick, slather, starve
what will remain a blemished, chunky vessel
A desert of impulsion.
A feather within lard.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 16, 2013


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