12 September 2007 | Vol. 7, No. 3
Dress
When door of death
yawns, dress me pink.
I-resounding,
Earth-sequestered-
Paint me six
feet with stilettos,
I'll jig.
Drum.
Butter my lips moonless. Line
them so they
won't bleed.
Be heedful when I
slumber into clay.
I broke
my heart.
About the author:
Karen lives in beautiful Vancouver B.C., where she works, writes, and enjoys raising two very busy boys with husband Alex.
For further reading:
Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 7, No. 3, where "Dress" ran on September 12, 2007. List other work with these same labels: poetry, unpublished writers.
