poems

Disgraceful.

Disgraceful.

07/6/2018

The disgraceful face of an angel rains manicures to pedestal faces.

Gives more than he takes and races eagles in second place.

She watches you win and smiles a rue truth.

Divine inspiration.

A pulled tooth.

Capitulate arbitrarily, leave me alone unnecessarily.

Rise with ambiguity and take your packed cases.

The disgraceful face of an angel rains manicures to pedestal faces.

You lay like sarcophagus that struts its stuff when stuck in a rut.

Stop screaming and accept my love.

© G.P Williamson 2018

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