With Gustav Klimt on the Wall

With Gustav Klimt on the Wall

 

No. 10,000 she

Was not psychologically sound

And I spinned not

In a poet’s gyre

More like an electric dryer of clothes

Or a washing machine cockeyed wet.

This

For my love.

When politely she said Dissipate.

 

On dry wall the God.

 

 

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