Dear John At The Willard Hotel Poem by Pasquale DiMeola
Dear John At The Willard Hotel
By substance festooned in glimmering motion
Mannequin at the insincere boudoir vanishing
Mirror to mirror infinity cloning a frantic shriek
May dread an occasional drooping teacup
Ever fragile the plumule of chrysanthemums
Thirsting for lack of water or bloodstain in
Corners of drawing rooms emanating charm
With murdurous predilection given to draught
Lacerating the corpse more than needed be.
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