Wednesday, November 25, 2009

March Poems, No. 59


MARCH POEMS, NO. 59

I gaze at the most beautiful woman
I've ever met as she drives.
She gazes at the screen of her BMW.
The screen says her parking lights are on.
The lights are not on,
but she believes the screen.
This event is the allegory of her life.
I can overlook that she has lived
life of lies,
For she is so wonderful to touch.


Duane Locke

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