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a chinese girl who must be nine walks
by Indigo Tempestaa chinese girl who must be nine walks
into this café where i am sitting.
where i am being coughed
on by a fashionable hangover.
a chinese girl smiling tooths a bagel;
she has good canines.
she looks like snow,
or crying. she is an ice pink cake,
and i would like to crumble her lacework
like husked flies in the window sill. 02/13/2005 Posted on 02/13/2005
Copyright © 2024 Indigo Tempesta
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 02/14/05 at 11:21 PM reverie in a sidewalk cafe... primo... blessings... |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 05/14/05 at 02:51 AM yeah, what james said. funnily, i was reminded of his style, esp with the line he quotes! but anyway, i like your view; a female (you) vs. alternate reality female (girl) |
| Posted by Deanna M Gritsonis on 06/02/05 at 04:16 PM Wonderful ;) |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 06/03/05 at 06:29 AM I had to read this several times to get the sense of teeth-gritting in the first few stanzas. Then the final lines come as no surprise. ;-)
~Chelle~ |
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