3WW CL

Posted by Mark on August 12, 2009 in Poetry, Three Word Wednesday | Subscribe

Suit

The suit hit her like a fish slap
She couldn’t say she was sur­prised
Dis­gusted.                 Fuck­ing idiot
Ran through her head round round round

The suit made him tense up
He hated doing it kind of maybe
Dis­gusted.                 Stu­pid bitch
Mantra that brought no peace.

The object of the suit was peeved
Adults in Romper Room their fight­ing
Say­ing it was some­thing she’d under­stand
Later she didn’t care too.  Much.

Ratio­nale retreat­ing into ele­vated
Voices cap­ture the inten­sity of pas­sions
Cur­dled jinxed by cir­cum­stance that
Barely qual­ify as earth shattering.

Except they do rum­ble rav­age van­dal
sav­age into cab­bage no dress­ing all
For the suit                After­math
Lingers      lingers       lingers

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