How She Wants


She spreads her needs
On the table, on the wall
On each room of her body

She yearns like crazy
With furs of eagle on her head
With eyes immensely insane

She even eats flower petals on a plate
To feel like a princess
On her floral dress
And her floral scented hair

She has no care to her outer world
She needs to be looked pretty
Reaching her false dignity
She is silently depressed

Poetry Prairie – 2016

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