To: Starlet, From Society Poem by Newo Enec

To: Starlet, From Society



How odd, how irregular your plumage
An awkward sunny yellow
Its such a bright, pleasant, peppy hue
Nauseating
If you stop fluttering, jabbing at my hands
I can change you
You awful, hateful thing
I can make you beautiful, desireable
I can change you forever

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