suitcase catches flies

suitcase catches flies
lazy like a bullfrog, one tongue
a red blouse casually
laying as if a humid breeze
slowly lifted it’s hand
and with  an “easy chile” slipped
back comfortably against
a cool mint julep bra.

[author’s note… this poem is just another thing i’m doing rather than packing my suitcase]

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