The Merchant's Lady
The merchant’s lady
saunters into villages
forsaken ages ago,
discovering cues
of lurid-ways no man
would even dare to dream,
much to say she has not
of which can be testified:---
the wretched man!
Philosophy may serve its purpose,
though theory is far
more pleasant than reality.
Copyright © Glenn Mccrary | Year Posted 2012
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