Porcelain
No good ever came from dusting dishes Or following the path already worn Trendy shoes will only get you as far as your own front door Pretty porcelain shadows Staring from the set Pretty porcelain windows Looking out to dirt Where are the priorities that we tell them we all have? We have given them to euthanasia Porcelain euthanasia Seeping through the cracks Where have all our heroes gone? Why are you so sensitive? Why are questions so foolish and selfish? This is our modern porcelain world It’s why we water our plants Porcelain seedling, My porcelain rose, My porcelain thrift shop gift; Where do you go when you fall off your shelf? Or do you go at all… Written October 13th, 2001 © on Oct 13 2001 02:42 PM PST, Katrina Armour 0 • 10
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"No good ever came from dusting dishes..."