THE-MOONLIGHT-LADY-THAI
The girl with the Foster Grants,
in the T-shirt and hot-pants,
at whom men have made passes
on this so sunny afternoon...
Yes the girl with the dark-glasses,
the one who's known as Lady Moon,
she lives for the nightclub-scene.
Until comes evening guys, just dream.
WHEELER-FREE-AM-I-STILL-
HOUSEWIFE-AND-A-TRUE-DRUDGE
My freedom you now begrudge,
girl who wed and became a drudge.
You said that love must set you free,
but mixed up love with matrimony.
You were already free, and I'm still
free-wheeling down your upward hill.
A MULTI-VERSE
From the explosive-loneliness
of being just the one
was born our world, the stars
and our liony-faced sun?
The No-thing, the No-name,
some call the Godhead,
all-around in the rounds
of all living, and the dead?
A BLUE-BIRD
The picture painter
was a poetess too.
When she painted
her pictures were blue
and when she wrote
she used blue ink,
not black or red,
and as to drink
she drank and drank
till she turned blue.
On our blue planet
it's no big to-do.
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