burgundy art

in a museum of her lifetime,

the neighbors don't approve-- it's
vile (and mostdefinitely not g-rated)

!free paintings here ()!

and she’s sosorry
and/and/and she’ll never (neveriswear) do it again
be;be;because those chapped lips
(swollen, too, but shewon’ttellwhy)
are polka-dotted with intoxicating wine
(the same colour as blood, but whatdoiknow)

that broken plaid loveseat over there has seen
too
many
canvasses
of razor-sharp proportions.