May 24, 2013

The Muse At The Seams. [poeTry]

by: amica paige

Perpetual disarray.
and knotted hair.
A feet of floss
for an inch of green...
all else in between.
You peered in the mirror,
so as not to be seen.
A fleet of Albatross!—
your flitting mind screamed.
You knelt down right
before you jumped in.
The morning shower
you now lingered in...
thoughts discomfiting
and late lunch sans cream.

A peek at thy thoughts show
the muse at the seams...

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