Lesion |
funny freckle, once
near to dust speck
yet tangential for the circumference
circling lips, the sensuous nose…
By sighs Pinocchio probed,
a compass tracing the smiles
which grew-
The math of them,
the math of these now-
Dot, dot, & “Out!”
would say Lady M.,
but we are Trojan
for the legions on skin &
hymnal, Amazing Grace
shimmers where lotion smooths
the purple to blue
copyright 2018
Stephen
Mead |