wearing a dress of the dead

wearing a dress of the dead, lipstick just a shade deeper than yesterday’s
wear, my hair is longer, eyes lined blue, mind sharp, i have never felt such cathexis
for a polyester blend, it is she in my memory choosing this white clutch, she reminding

me of such joy in life with each swish of the bell of such brightly flowered dress,
she decorating all of me and preening like a grave site of daisies in fresh morning spring.

12 thoughts on “wearing a dress of the dead

  1. a dress of the dead…great opening image…there is a bit of surreality in this…all the detail is great…i like how it leads to joy, and then the grave of daisies…and spring which is usually the time of new life….really interesting contrasts in this..

  2. a dress of the dead…great opening image…there is a bit of surreality in this…all the detail is great…i like how it leads to joy, and then the grave of daisies…and spring which is usually the time of new life….really interesting contrasts in this..

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