Jeff Suwak
1 min readSep 14, 2020
Photo by Jr Korpa

The lady wears a dress
of monarch butterflies.

(The lady is a keyhole;
her mouth is a flame)

The butler’s hands are piano keys
feeding chickens in the rain.

(The butler is a postcard;
his mailbox is his brain)

The handmaiden’s eyes are gilded,
her spine is a watch chain.

(The handmaiden is a green pasture;
her hills crawl with white goats)

The policeman eats a plate
full of monocles and coffin nails.

(The policeman is a tugboat;
his eyes are harbor mists)

The machinist paints Antarctic sunrises
on black leather boots.

(The machinist is a coral snake;
his heart is a dinner bell)

The house where all and none reside
shivers in the snow.

(The house is a book;
its walls are train stations)


Copyright 2020 Jeff Suwak

Jeff Suwak

I’m not in the Matrix. I AM the Matrix. Sci-Fi mystery “The Singer File” at https://www.amazon.com/kindle-vella/story/B0B86L89PM

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