Thursday, April 23, 2009

Thursday, April 23, 2009: On the Street….Place Vendome, Paris

Pursed is what your lips are
As you amble through town.
Your gait claims the terrain
And your lips press against
One another, not like a purse
But like the slim mouth
Of a purse, sealed tight.
As you walk, your trousers
Swish, the gasp of a handbag’s
Clasp as it inhales, closing.

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