Monday, 13 April 2015

Googoosh

About fragile peace and military repression.

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Elegance
is in a deep blue shawl draped lightly over light green shoulders. Barely there, like a soldier with a helmet for a face standing by elbows of mountain days drip like cosmetic sweat tracing a crescent-like eyebrow -like cliff roads glimpsed from a split-second car window shards of chandelier light stuck like (fire)flies inside tiny bubbling cauldrons of champagne.

The guardian of your self and dignity shielding eyelashes like drapery:
all important self-important dignity.
Constraining, as you lightly move your white marionette shoulders to a light grace that feeds off of your steady lightening tune, shuffling them to the beat with a cherry-red smile you'll never run out of and this smoky overture to the slow fading fire a modesty that never falters.

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4 comments:

Unknown said...

I worry sometimes that you will drown in this so-called happiness.

Bug said...

And no one will be a jot poorer.

Anonymous said...

Maybe someone will be, not for you but for the idea of your existence.

Bug said...

Then why do I care.