Monday 2 March 2009

Aloud

She bent down and read a poem from the sole of her boot
as if scraping off dog shit.

The verse
was ethereal
layered
and pungent.

The audience were both
insulted
and in thrall to her ability
to balance on one leg.

When she was done with reading
she stamped her feet
making dust rise a little way
out of the boards
then fall.

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