Monochrome by Sue Clennell

Dementia’s tweezers pluck her apricot memories,
pop Wordsworth’s daffodils like spilt beads.
X-rays expose the bullet holes
while medicos check for the calibre,
sift through the embers of a dying skull.
There is a little Halloween here,
white ants in the art deco,
you get the picture.
The dice falls like a guillotine.

From: http://unevenfloorpoetry.blogspot.com/2015/03/monochrome.html

Date: 2015

By: Sue Clennell (19??- )

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