Best Hyperopic Poems

WHEN LETTERS DANCE ON  THE PAGE

  
 
“Disappear,” I said.
They denied.

Didn’t  the Casanova at the theatre
Return  my ravishing smile last night?
The burgundy magic on greys! 
 
 Ironed with botoxed shots
The dry asparagus turns glossy;
 Ready for the salad?

Midriffs declining, disappearing...

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