beauty, love, poetry, women

X Ray Spectacles

A sense of lifting upwards,

Whilst sat down,

Feeling like I could

See around corners

With a little more

Work on myself

She’s like those toys

In the back of American comics,

Cutting out ragged rectangles

Name and address in

Ballpoint trenches

X ray spectacles

Sea monkeys

And manuals of building muscle

Through dynamic tension,

I hope she knows

 

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