Dónall Dempsey - ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' RED BLOUSE

Your red blouse
with the yellow triangular buttons

takes your shape
& then deflates

as the wind
mockingly blows life into it.

All day
against a blue of sky

so blue it would have to be lived
to be believed

it drying
on the rotary dryer

the mad whirly gig
of Time

living your dying.

Dónall Dempsey

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