Marching, marching,
to democratic drums.
Hungry mouths are open and
this is not a party and
...
*rich Things And Poor People
Marching, marching,
to democratic drums.
Hungry mouths are open and
this is not a party and
this is not a pose.
This is a souvenir, expensive,
and I collect them
and this thing makes me happy
and I deserve my little toy.
Rich things and poor people,
face to face, colliding.
The poorest man is humming,
humming. Rich things can be spoken,
broken. I have a use for words.
Two pieces published here so far and each stunning. A very promising, ingenious writer here and I am looking forward to reading more of her work. t x
she can surprise anyone unless prepared