Poem -
Dinner Voices
There's a head on my plate again,
calling me doll-face...
My own madness,
teasing me with cold eyes
and cracked ruby cheeks.
"It wasn't me this time", I cry.
I have been shaking away tendencies
from my hands daily!
Anyway, your body is somewhat useless
once you've lost your head.
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Comments
Welcome to Cosmofunnel !
An interesting work. Looking forward to more from your pen !
Wishing you all the best.
Hi Renee,
Welcome to Cosmo! A very esoteric tale. I just want to give you a "heads up" that it is a provocative piece. Well written, young lady!
Peace and Love,
xox Larry
Hey Renée!!........ this is VERY compelling......... definitely can tell that you've written before...........thanx for the well delivered smile........... reminds a little of Monty Python!!............ALL STARS........ and.......WELCOME to COSMO!!........... fun read!!.......... smiles...........T xo