Poetry – Rooted

 

On the carpet
her slick dark halo
and pink legs
swim in the crescent studded
dust.
Salt dries in the black,
ears sealed,
she pushes down.
Splintered glitter
through concrete,
the tips caress
the naked
the lost
and the blessed.
Beyond burnt lights,
warm grease
plugs the gaps.
Someone shouts
turn the music
down.

 

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