Impertinance Poem by Charlotte Anna Witts
Impertinance
He splinters into fragments with dark eyes of delinquence
Wrapping tarnished wings over suffocated crown
Concealing the sky from these childlike clutches
And picking the bracken from the hem of my gown
He scratches my face as the dash away hastens
Deflating a tenderised stomach of technicolor hue
This impertinent creature bathes starlight with lemon
Savaging hope from the place he once grew.
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5/5/2024 1:26:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
excellent piece, enjoyed the read smiffy