Blue BonnetA Poem by CorsetAs much as I would like to type out my name and affix it between your shoulder blades you can't own another, nor claim nor carry off you can not steal their right to choose else-where, else-what, else-whom with delusions of grandeur so, I have none of these... though I have sat at this table wanting for nothing. nothing but your words to embrace me, cutlery, shadow smile, masonry. I went to see you, your little face a butcher's knife with which to carve out the soul of me when you do, that...you know what you did.. today's afternoon it is the only thing that will mend my dress stitched soul, to leave me wandering dazed among the wildflowers with happiness.
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