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Ode to the Curtains
Contributed by
screwge
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Wednesday, 10th June 2009 @ 07:20:56 PM in AEST
Topic:
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You paupers, play your flitting slalom
Around pergolas, windows; strum your pleats
Between Zeus column-
Orchard, a mortal harpist and nothing more.
You are no four-leaf clover lobed;
Lowly carpel, woven sects of mongrel:
A lucky denizen just to hear golden three-robed
Anasthasia make her frigid cameo
At the door in January, or Alfonsos muffled
Blood neath a ratchet of feet in legerity.
Lace curtain base, white as a maids ruffled
Uniform, a blooming meretricious red
Brocade above, convolve to reach the mansion's raj,
As he pales on his sofa, rearranging in his head the pieces
Of inchoate Feng Shui. And you on a breeze massage
The qualms in his god-studded visual field.
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2009-06-10 19:20:56]
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Re: Ode to the Curtains
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