She* Poem by Morgan Michaels

She*



'Tiens', she said,
sipping her wine,
'only ze veak and ill-bred
and ze marginally talented
vhorry about vhot Nature has served zhem-
or others;
our business is to DO'.

Saturday, December 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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