Phelps Frederic Pond, Jr.

Rhonda Slandered

Nightly in the collar dream
her button broke
an ill-stitched seam meandering like spokes
the woman wheel one wagon-weaned

Just magistrates agree
her case once closed no doubt
lips beckon soap
it is decreed by me
by my authority

Authority authority
by me the Norse
or Thor


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