Tonight's Poet Corner: The Presentation
The Presentation
by Belinda Roddie
Those two girls are mighty handsome
in their burgundy tuxes, drinking
whiskey with their fingers dipped
in silver. They look ready for
a fancy gala where the champagne
flows from a giant fountain in
the middle of the room.
I want to talk to them, but my tongue
is glued to the bottom of my mouth.
This booze is sticky against my gums.
Meanwhile, I see one of the dappers
nip the other on the nape of her neck.
Someone get me a huge pitcher of sangria:
I want to toast them with a beverage that's
as dark as blood. The tails of their coats
bristle like ribbons of carnage in the air-
conditioned bar, Every head is turned,
and every heart is justly stopped.
by Belinda Roddie
Those two girls are mighty handsome
in their burgundy tuxes, drinking
whiskey with their fingers dipped
in silver. They look ready for
a fancy gala where the champagne
flows from a giant fountain in
the middle of the room.
I want to talk to them, but my tongue
is glued to the bottom of my mouth.
This booze is sticky against my gums.
Meanwhile, I see one of the dappers
nip the other on the nape of her neck.
Someone get me a huge pitcher of sangria:
I want to toast them with a beverage that's
as dark as blood. The tails of their coats
bristle like ribbons of carnage in the air-
conditioned bar, Every head is turned,
and every heart is justly stopped.
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