poemranker ::Exhaustion by vulcan

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Free verse № 27563

Exhaustion

by vulcan

Member since 2002 · Posted 27 Nov 2002 · 3 comments

She answered Yes To my languid eyes I whispered "what?" She became my mistress.

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3 comments

[8] INTRANSIT 27-Nov-02/2:04 PM Reply
Get your eyes checked. That won't happen as often.
[4] Bill Z Bub 27-Nov-02/5:02 PM Reply
This does not comply with the dictates of logical poetics.

But seriously, theres something about the word "mistress" that I just don't like. But I was going along with it until the final line.
Maybe if it was made into a Haiku?
[9] horus8 27-Nov-02/8:37 PM Reply
like a bullit. concubines are groovy. here's a 9. the title works well off of te statement, as it should.