limelight

eleanor martinson

open the window to let in a breeze

perfume, Chanel, 1983

papers flood my bedroom floor

hair in a whirl, slamming the door

coated in limelight I lay on my bed

whirlwinds of words fly through my head

stories conceived in notebooks laid empty

paint thrown on the wall, aplenty

drowning in Sticky notes for a buck ninety-nine

write it all out before I run out of time

 

  • Author: eleanor martinson (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 10th, 2023 23:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: inspired by the bedroom from The Curious Life of David Copperfield
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 4


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