Amy Sutton

Flint.
Chipped.
Cold.
Jagged.
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By day, this well-contented frog
Has made his home on yonder log,
Nipping at flies with rounded ribbit-
Grumble
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Poets are liars. They cannot be tamed.
They live on borrowed dreams, and have the gift
Of casting out a graceful, witty line,
And catching your heart or mind in their snare;
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Whatever her name was,
She was right
When she talked about
Men being like buses.
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Beware the grammar gangsters!
The mafia of the literary underworld.
They saunter into stanzas,
Weapons concealed
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It shouldn't sting
To hear his words
Caught out of time
In radio static.
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We meet more like strangers,
Hollow skulls in the melting candle flames.
Splintered eyes glance through the rippling air,
And we turn away.
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I am an urban chameleon
In the hustle-bustle of the urban jungle.
Every day the business stampede
Crosses the high street savannah.
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Tinsel sags,
Needles litter the floor,
Shineless baubles
Come to rest
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'I don't want him.'
He's thrust back,
Ripped,
Stripped –
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Beneath the beanie
And stolen raincoat
Hides golden-glow,
Summer apple skin,
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I run to you,
And kiss you,
And hold you
A little longer
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My love is a visible secret.
Everyone knows her and no one knows her but me.

She whispers to me by day and sings to me by night.
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All went to plan, and they eloped that night,
And fled so fast you’d think that they were chased:
The girl who taught the torches to burn bright,
And her young love, who stood on sudden haste.
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She is female, generally.
For the most part innocuous,
But holding cheekbones and bottle glass eyes out
As tokens of beauty:
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I dreamt myself a Prince of Moths
Upon a brittle autumn leaf;
And, though a novice in my state
Of wings and things, I found I took
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1.
We wove ouselves dreams
of love songs and passion plays
sewn into scansion
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She steps aboard like she was always there,
And moves about me like some kind of dream.
The timbers creak and roll to take her weight,
And I have to relearn to find my feet
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