10/22/2020

Stage Play


Imagine a backdrop 

hastily painted on cheap canvas:  


nettles, foxglove, monkshood,

and other beautiful things

that sting and poison

clamber up the cloth.


Imagine tonight when

you cut a piece of the fabric 


and sew in into a frock.

Would you then have 

something safe to wear 

next time you leave the house?

 

[LSS, 10/22/20] 

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