“Ladder Days”
Sinner:
You had it all:
wealth, taste, beauty.
Sin:
Every day I compare my life to yours: pursestrings, snipped parsnips, dirty roses, damned famine life, bleeding corsage: you made my night like a life. And the kicker of it all?
“Ladder Days”
Sinner:
You had it all:
wealth, taste, beauty.
Sin:
Every day I compare my life to yours: pursestrings, snipped parsnips, dirty roses, damned famine life, bleeding corsage: you made my night like a life. And the kicker of it all?
Tags: ladder days, Nicholaus Patnaude, poem, poetry
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