are we done flying over kansas

by Paul Marino

monotone day / pool line / property line
my unripened crossdresser
has no sugary downtime
stores materials at my grave
yeses to affection in department stores
gone are the good coats in her closet
cardigans thrown pell-mell on the floor
kill a day she may desire
and throw glass in all directions
it's an unnecessary love she showcases
bury it all


Posted on 05/14/2013
Copyright © 2021 Paul Marino

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/14/13 at 03:14 PM

Amazing, sir.

Posted by Bradd Howard on 09/03/13 at 11:03 PM

I have missed your words. there are so many things I like about this that I can't even put them to words (I have not had words for a while). they are coming back though.

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