Morgan Michaels


From Delilah Supreme Creator V - Poem by Morgan Michaels

'Well', she's come to the right place', chuckled Donnie, enjoying his own irony.

He wanted to ask her about the name change, and if it had survival value, but didn't. It might be misunderstood. He studied the chunky figure. Was her hair too hastily combed?

Then, through the pin-holes of her lenses, they connected. Donnie had the sense of being admitted to a secret chamber, a Cornell box, an aquarium, a camera obscura. An added dimension, from the work of peering in?

He wished to avoid seeming responsible for the good results.

'So, whatever you're doing, keep doing it'.

He felt uncomfortable, though.

Then, her manner became amazingly down to earth.

'And, I had some hepatitis studies', she said, softly.

There was nothing the matter with her memory.

'What about those?

'Wait a sec'.

He shuffled the pages.

'Here!

Topic(s) of this poem: love


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, April 13, 2015


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