Model Strut

one more time

Christina Strigas

Cannot force the words to unfurl
your hands
on mine
cheesecake, apple pie
some scenes from my book
should be no roses
or poetry
for I am made of this earth
no Porsches or Gucci
no ridiculous price tags
on love.

Mostly I have
Acropolis blues
swimming pool nudes
jeans in your favorite hues
Montreal flair
red flaming hair
Greek in my veins
statues of us
surrounding the moment
we never meet
by minutes
whatever fate decides
(How could you choose fate over me?)

I wanted to be found at that hotel
thought every man was you
got pissed drunk on free shots
with slutty Australians
every guy trying hard
I’ll have none of that
I had cloud in my eyes
knives in my words
embracing fools, never.
Talking favorite New York sites
not with them.
I will soon have no voice left
you have cut off all my bravery

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7 thoughts on “Model Strut

  1. I keep getting an image of Athena, sitting with her feet up on the Bar, sipping a drink and deftly fingering the tip of Her Spear. Unkept Red hair spilling over one shoulder, covering Her golden Armor. 🙂 Love this.

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