She kept a promise to herself
by sweeping her lair
to remind herself work had to be done,
rayon waistcoats and crossing rubicons
to iron out those industrious imperfections
that had made for her rugged fayre ,
no longer undecided she'd vanish the dust
from the present
that had slyly thwarted the fullness
of her bond.
Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 7:12 PM UTC
She kept a promise to herself
by sweeping her lair
to remind herself work had to be done,
rayon waistcoats and crossing rubicons
to iron out those industrious imperfections
that had made for her rugged fayre ,
no longer undecided she'd vanish the dust
from the present
that had slyly thwarted the fullness
of her bond.
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