Helpline

Go away girl
There is no love
A meaningless meanness may be
A lowman’s hate
Unsafe
Unfulfilled
Cold, damp mud

The clasped throat
Will know again breath
Will know salt
Those lips
Will know failure,
Grotesque vicious ends.
Silly, you’ll live and laugh.

O’ buoyant girl
Your saw dust soul
Will spatter the earth with dreams
Of another love
O’ puffed up face
O’ smudgy muddy boots-
No lover’s girl.

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