Soul Eye - A Tanka Poem
I love her eyes soul?
Ornamental, merry, bold;
She has donnish hands;
And glorious eyelashes;
When she winks I am happy;
2/24/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2021
my punishment
was to loosen my tight skinned face
needles filled with doctor tails
placed up in my gums
donnish rotten flesh
bloated face
saggy skin
bruised under my eyes
why because slave
should never try and be free