PLASTIQUE Rappoire

tinsel of winter
like the hush shiver delivered
in a gust...
the wax wrapper ghosts
rushing off in their meander
an oblique track
on a grey sidewalk sidewinder
rush
Visions of you
your rage stamping in
the slush

Bequile eyes with their
_X-ray hues
flared like soaked
dark mirrors
spun with silver

the shiver of the new
your hard pressed body
rib taut and hard luck
bought

copious puddles
gushing in the wind
with dead leaves
like flattened crowns
the paper jewels
and brow line
denouncements

the wind carries the
deisels machine
breath
idling snorting
and your perfume
is stained with
a thousand
escort dreams
upon the red seal
lips warm
words impressed
by my finger
to the lips

shush

the furs of
storage
awake
beneath their
shiny
shrouds
clung in closets

like your shirt
clings about
the cleavage

the curl of a smile
on a snarl lip
and the shade
filling tones
violet
beneath
the rims
the cheekbones
vulpine
the walk hungry

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