lady day...

...she smokes the weed in an angst ridden
mess, the coils of smoke sifting into the living
room, nestling against the paintings, the foreign
ornaments, the photographs, the sculptures mostly
by Claudia, who the day before mentioned she
would be arriving back from Rome the next day...
three kisses xxx
...it's not always the case of loving someone
you marry, as it's not a prerequisite of being with
someone sometimes, explained Melania as to why
Claudia, recently divorced, had broken up with her
Italian husband, Ralph... she twitched the opened
curtains, and then took a sip of her glass of red
wine, an old Merlot the neighbour had given her
one day when leaving for a Ski trip... this wine
tastes like God is dead...
...
...she rests against the heart like a lamp,
posted
...the light seeping out, whilst
...the cage in her right eye settles
...right by the bird flying through sheaths of
clouds
....that also look like coffee foam...
...a dollop of sleep in the eye, along with a
radiant disorder too, watching Mrs Lucelle orgasm,
manhandled on the double bed, apricot duvet,
calmly taking sips as her song plays a mischevious
sound she can't specify as a heaven or hell... Dante
with breasts...
...pulling at her orange blouse, bare areola
now tear dropped into the living room, she starts
to make up a word game...
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