A crazy Aussie girl who writes poems.
My metaphor is short for some
But longer for others.
I won’t quite know when I’m finished. You shall have to guess.
It will be expensive, as I am spending time
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Persons there, standing
Are they people or coat hangers?
With folds of skin loosely draped over
Skeletal figures
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I tried giving depth,
slipping on the sky
they bawl, missing me by millimetres as they
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Shivering strips slithering
Circular ribbons
twisting and dizzy
of rose and green hue.
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