she thinks she’s the bees knees
roses in her hair
and a cigarette in one hand
‘to take the edge of the coffee’
that’s one way of doing it
i suppose
blows smoke into the wind
so it carrying away from the
gathered crowd
she is
after all
considerate
if nothing else
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Reblogged this on A leek writes and commented:
I really like this poem from Raw Library. Check out her poems – a poem every day for a year. 🙂