she's too brass tacks banged into the head
but there's something else
seen over coffee
a stifled creative thrust
which if allowed to fly free
would shatter the basis of everything
you see it peel the curtain aside
in stories of school mistresses
redolent with tapioca topped with jam
and cold backsides
in coal-tarred outhouses
she just wants to be heard
wants that fire
instilled in her daughters
to somehow reflect upon herself
but she's too brass tacks
The Blue Book
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