Connie Wanek

(1952 -- / Madison, Wisconsin)

Lipstick - Poem by Connie Wanek

She leaned over the sink

her weight on her toes

and applied lipstick

in quick certain strokes

the way a man signs

his hundredth autograph

of the morning.

She tested a convictionless smile

as the lipstick retracted

like a red eel.

All day she left her mark

on everything she kissed,

even the air,

like intoxicating news

whispered from ear to ear:

He left it all to me.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 22, 2012



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