do not…

Poetry, Uncategorized

Do not tell me shiny newness

sparkles and bombproof

whistling sweet

nothing

vernix coated

neither wet nor dry

coated in yet to be love.

Do not tell me love

is all sinew and sequins

because we will all

be soaked in this storm.

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