Sunday, September 29, 2013
Strut my stuff
I would like stand upon stilts
and ask her about the stars and moon
and the stuff dreams are made up.
Not really. Actually, I'd like to ask who does her hair
and how she keeps her balance in this crazy
I'd like to ask if I could brush a few stars from her
hoop ( won't ask about the corsette; I enjoy breathing
With my hands, I'd brush the glitter across my hair
and eyelashes. I'd smile and strut my old badass off
proud in my 12 foot high stilettos.
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