Saturday, February 8, 2025

Poem for Polly Jean

A slant for a song, a four-sided sound
A very strange woman, a real-life siren
A desolation as big as the sun, a loneliness for a building.
Replete like wet earth
Saturated for better with worse.
Her world. 



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