Very Bad Archive
It's Like
Ms. G
I’m lookin out my back window
In the afternoon
to see
what is there
A clothes line
Rusted pipe in crucified posture
Line, string? Wire?
Run long ,straight.
Does anyone really use these
anymore.
But not really straight
They bow and sag
At the center, one end.
Curve in the breeze
City girls quadruple dutch
South Pacific hammock unraveled
Apron strings cut
But still long and straight
Because
They are like
Well, they like
Are
A clothesline
Ms. G has published since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Ms.'s terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Ms.'s latest works: