One of the eight wonders of the world?


Sphinx


Are you just being nice?
Do you really like me?

Your eyes linger on my breasts
and then stray to my face.

Do you mean me harm?
Should I walk away?

Your face is stone, pockmarked
from guns aimed.



August 24, 2009
© Anne Westlund




Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2009-08-26 at 06:50

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NicholasG
Sylvester & Tweety revisited!
That'll teach'em!
:-) Nick
2009-08-26