she will be your
inevitable stretch
cunning misconduct
against silken linens
compulsory tonic
a perfectly weighted glass
tastefully painted nails
in the midst of a january squall
she will be the artist
in company of banal accountants
calculating your future
movement with measured vigor
she will integrate flour and water
stir, and preheat the oven
© july 2011 heather brager
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