I'm So Lucky She's Nearly BlindA Poem by zzzingbirdThe bus ride home is a long one. Not long enough, though. I’m that young man wiping the rainbow paint off his face With pages torn from a notebook Playing at a rushed makeup striptease For a liminal audience Blending red lipstick Into alcohol flush In the final moments before his deadline. Stop. Don’t show me that you’ve seen it. It’s all done by now. © 2019 zzzingbird |
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Added on April 1, 2019 Last Updated on April 1, 2019 Author
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