Sunday, 8 June 2014
mister pulcinella
a precedent...
devoid
of the oxygen
fingers provide
you wait
in timorous
impotence
for that
beaklike snout
nasal whine
to rise
still
masked
disarmed
for
now
you're
Vasilache
Kasper
Polichinelle
Jan Klaassen
Mister Punch
you're many things
vicious
violent
crafty
an open secret
a misogynist
and drunk
who would guess
your career
in children's
entertainment?
Labels:
poetry
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