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| Closet Angel Copyright 2013 Louise Ann Stowell - All Rights Reserved |
Opening the door
a sign escaped
deep billowing breeze
rushing through an empty corridor of time
hot
rushing
anticipations
held the clothes on their hangers
dark sorrows
from a sudden funeral
languid summer
lusty cut in violent shades
shimmer floating back
shimmer floating back
casually the flannel rests
folded on the shelf
waiting to drape the curves
of my winter waist and hip
all this late in a night
of searching for some unnameable thing
while sipping hot rum and reading Dickens
I have become
a wearable scrapbook
of lovers
leisure
and loss
Copright 1995 Louise Ann Stowell - All Rights Reserved
of my winter waist and hip
all this late in a night
of searching for some unnameable thing
while sipping hot rum and reading Dickens
I have become
a wearable scrapbook
of lovers
leisure
and loss
Copright 1995 Louise Ann Stowell - All Rights Reserved
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