Surely She Should -Poem
Surely She Should...
Standing, shaking, solemnly
searching for sweet
My soul slashing, scratching, seizing,
standing strong -standing still.
Silence sings something sane,
Sages speak softly, slowly
spewing soiled salves.
Songbirds singing sexual serenades
Such satisfactory surges
swamp society as I stare subconsciously,
smart selection seeming so small.
stricken, satisfied... secretly swooning.
Shall she sabotage such scared sacrifice.
Surely she should see my staggering soul?
Surely she should see...
-© Robert Hutchinson
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