The Smell of the Crowd (poem)

Posted by ractrose on March 21, 2017 in Art, Poems

Gretel at the Door (2)

 

The Smell of the Crowd

 

see justice pulled from the frying pan

nicely crisped at the edges, greased both sides

you may say, done

the owner considers the tone

a diminution in the smell of the crowd

his helpers lose keenness for their work

all of them

wishing to be at home, bucket between the knees

waiting for the roof to leak

 

So the measuring tape has spooled out

Will anyone really lend a hand

Will they do it for the sake of being kind

Do we live in times

Where the late Luna moth demands her fee

“I doubt you’ve understood me;

My humans, the cost of things has rocketed so high.”

 

Do you mind, do you mind, do you mind

I am only seeking clarity on this point

With the vigor of a man he springs to his feet

And moves his lips

 


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The Smell of the CrowdThe First Idea

 

 

 

 

(copyright 2017 Stephanie Foster)

 

 

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