People Poems · PHOTO-0570
bright
Transcription
july's kisses
uv glare
brightness wince
like a barrage
of lipsticked
grandma kisses
brace eyes
with lids
face
bleach paper
erinkling
you can wear shades
but you can't hide
your baby's face
from sky and sun
at noon and one
in grandmas's house
hats off
babushka on
surrender
stuff your face
with tin cylinder cookies
Eeaeees pokes. amelds your eyelids
i look into your eyes for the aftertaste
& we mimic sprinklers on lawns
sweating from no effort at all...