poetry

bizarre bazaar

Life is an esplanade...

Life is an esplanade lined
With storefronts sexily signed,
Assaulting but, on the same step, seductive still.

And, from one to another, our eyes will wander,
Made sicker or fonder,
By what is for sale beyond each windowsill.


 

1 comment on “bizarre bazaar

  1. The challenge is to try and stay firmly planted, when the storm tries to uproot us.

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