Thursday, 7 July 2011

Every Tattooed Slave

Every tattered shade hides a broken lamp,
A fuse-blown tale of luck and love lost.

Every shattered grave hides a broken joy,
A lonely Fall and a killing frost.

Every flattered maid hides a broken tramp,
A sweet double-standard that the boys ignore.

Every tattooed slave hides a broken toy,
A clockwork body which her lover wore.

Russell J Turner - July 2011

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