DROWNED WORLD

Polyester sales, silkscreen petals,
virulent hells over pale belles,
shaking expectant bells,
constantly, trying to capture the world–
the attention of a beautiful girl.

Laying, listening to symphony,
tympani, and oyster shells,
Virginia’s blue bells, folding screens where nudes dwell,
recording hands, so nervous on the inky wells,

a drowned world,
parting, partial decadence–
a beautiful girl.

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