Wicked Wanda

Wicked Wanda sits
a’squalor in knot
of shaken tree
,

always mistakes the fleshest of
roses for a floret of briar
patch leaves,

so balancedly she
slips unstable,

in circling search for one
more coo from hush
babe’s cradle

dark inhales the night
down to chill of its
cellar roots,

and any other swamp
grown fruit that won’t
rot gaps in her
last tooth.

image: Pixabay

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