“Take” by L. K. Thayer

-take one-

fat chance meeting
high heels, lipstick
just right
for the night.

-take two-

fast and frenzied
the beast was on
locked in
shoulda known better
in that tight sweater.

-take three-

took a tumble
down the deep well
of grief,
(too many grapes will
do that to you.)
the seeds are always
there,

waiting
to awaken
the
wrath.

cut.

L. K. Thayer

All Rights Reserved

© 2009

3 comments

  1. Alexis Rhone Fancher · December 29, 2009

    yes. exactly.

  2. lkthayer · December 30, 2009

    true that. 😦

  3. Adesh Kaur · January 1, 2010

    O honey…. ouch! Hit the head on the nail in this one, that’s for sure. Great poem.

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