
By Varyn Goldliner
Her Arms
her arms
were
dangling ropes.
she must
smoke a cigarette
dominate
an uncomfortable
groom,
a
wedding
or
sham.
Without love
a tragic-faced bride strikes
the heart.
A
groom
plainly
lad.
hey
there
sunlight
eyes,
resist
lest
wed
know
us
years,
Because the
wedding
of
importance
is
a
plastic
gift
pealing
low.
Paper or plastics
amusing
iron.
shows
tradition)