Sunday, October 06, 2013

365 Poems in 365 Days: The Wild Look

Looking slightly louche as I go to visit the accountant
Despite the morning’s testimony I wasn’t up all night
I just look slightly rough; as though trampled by an elephant
All the imperfections shown by unforgiving sunlight

Number 260. My hair was a bit rough and the shirt might have been improved by being ironed. Mostly though, this is an excuse to use the word louche.

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