Waxworks

Her mouth
Tasted of
Shoe shops
And cheap
Cocktails,

He was
Nothing but
Sun ripened
Hair mousse
And bullshit,

Together
They captured
And
Enraptured
A nation.

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3 Responses to “Waxworks”

  1. Your closing is so strong together they united and captured a nation so well done and said thank you for sharing happy picnic
    http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/19/my-world/

  2. this is nice! intense! tq for hsaring dunstan.. my gooseberry.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/02/16/helpless/

  3. I have to wonder who you are writing about. Even if fictional characters, the poem is dynamite! Nice one!

    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/09/19/fragile-cloth-2/

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