Unspoken Sparklers

 
Sometimes a poem needs

to be fresh scrubbed.

needs brushin’, and washin’ and undoin’

Gee…say it ain’t so!

all make up gleaned & cleaned &
 
 
“once upon a times” unclipped.

Pretend pinned to the crown,

upbraiding the hare

pixie dust swept up,

and glitter removed—

…

well

…

to the extent one can remove glitter—

basted seems of

alter egos

let out,

metaphors

bade farewell at sics

& seven,

and similes simplified, like,

spittin’ mouthwash Rorschachs,

and it’s a task that lends itself to itself, really…

the puffy allusions work wonderfully well with a little

oil, baby,

wiping away writer’s black without

raccoon,

(banned it!)

&

papers blotting

lip-

stuck on

happy ever after.

©Karen Robiscoe