Tonight's Poet Corner: Musk
Musk
by Belinda Roddie
Musk and
pipe tobacco
strung his whiskers amd
played him like a
marionette,
twisting the tassels of his
fancy mustache
on his fancy
upper lip.
He poured himself a
Cognac and
watched as it turned silver
in the light
as the chandelier
dropped
like a pretty stone
in the ballroom downstairs
and killed
three dancers.
by Belinda Roddie
Musk and
pipe tobacco
strung his whiskers amd
played him like a
marionette,
twisting the tassels of his
fancy mustache
on his fancy
upper lip.
He poured himself a
Cognac and
watched as it turned silver
in the light
as the chandelier
dropped
like a pretty stone
in the ballroom downstairs
and killed
three dancers.
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