Toy

 

 

 

I'm heartily sick of the kangaroo courts
slick paste up Dolly's and bad Micky Finns

Lightning wanders the streets of NY
tomato soup with stale crackers again

             Monotony's broken with unnbridled passion
for the gutter-wench living downstairs

 In the clippings, she looks like the perfect Madonna
graceful, stylish, long, honey blond hair

Life is the trudgework of endless tomorrows
all work and no play make jack a dull boy

I'll drop down and see her, remove all her sorrows
polish and keep her, a well tended toy

 

 

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

I really like this

[Wildfleour]

An interesting piece. It is as if a toy is enough to satisfy the speaker's needs.

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This is great - as I read this, it put me in mind of the black and white pictures of the 50's earlier 60's, which I love. and the imagery of NYC during that depicted time - tenements, coffee shops and women holding on to their youth - now, you're the artist and poet, whether this is the picture you intended to paint - this I what I see and I just love it.

[EvesDaughter]

;) Seems like I've read this one
over and over and over....
You, dear Artiste, have talent,
and certainly great sleuthing
techniques ;)

I'm sure you will do extremely
well here. Read some of the
poets. Join a few groups. Show
these people what they have to
reckon with....