Poetry Wednesday #3
by Zia ~ January 10th, 2007. Filed under: Ephemera.More bad, bitter poetry about exes.
Irony
I think of you pressing
tomorrow’s pleated
presentations
and creased newspaper
seams, smooth
collared eyes, hot buttons
sealed with wax.
White and starched,
your mind, so clean.
No wrinkled abstractions,
and I–
a distraction–
your hiss of steam.