Her arms semaphore fat triangles,
Pudgy HANDS bunched on layered hips
Where bones idle under years of fatback
And lima beans.
Her jowls shiver in accusation
Of crimes cliched by Repetition.
Her children, strangers
To childhood’s TOYS, play
Best the games of darkened doorways,
Rooftop tag, and know the slick feel of
Other people’s property.
Too fat to whore,
Too mad to work,
Searches her dreams for the
Lucky sign and walks bare-handed
Into a den of bereaucrats for her portion.
‘They don’t give me welfare.
I take it.’
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Awake by Sara Herlihy
- Николай Глазков – Раздумья
- Владимир Британишский – Били в армии, в школе, в столице, в селе
- Soul by Malkia Charlee NoCry
- I’m My Own Grandpa by Shel Silverstein
- Never Again Would Bird’s Song Be The Same by Robert Frost
- The Neäme Letters by William Barnes
- Владимир Маяковский – Рабочие столицы, крестьяне окраины… (Роста №89)
- Lemmebesomethin’ by Shel Silverstein
- Feeling Lazy poem – Yang Wan-Li poems | Poetry Monster
- Choriambics — II by Rupert Brooke
- Sonnet To Chatterton poem – John Keats poems
- Hunger and Thirst by Muhammad Dawood Jan
- Николай Языков – А. А. Елагину (Была прекрасна, весела…)
- The Future Verdict
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