Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Decadent Elders (Day 273)

decadent elders tucked 
  away 
in black cashmere 
     ghostly 
clouds of smoke 
and silken shame 
       swirl  
excuses ugly 
in their chests none but 
the youngest 
meet the eye 
          glimmer 
of voices cherished 
      proclaim 
sparkling raised 
   to block 
the noonday sun 
     without 
that special something fun  
   you just can’t live 
so generously 



(c) 2017, by Hannah Six

Image: The End of Dinner, 1913, Jules-Alexandre Grün