Dated Containers by Deborah Guzzi

“nonchalant, knowing, a wicked winking,
sterile, polystyrene sinkhole, draining desire
—I hide it from myself.”

Dated Containers by Deborah Guzzi

The box with its AM & PM, pop-up lids, glares:
nonchalant, knowing, a wicked winking,
sterile, polystyrene sinkhole, draining desire
—I hide it from myself.

Snap-closed with a castanet’s click, I retire it
until our PM rendezvous (on the flip side).
Drawered with tatty towels, out of sight,
(but not mind) a bone in a wattling throat.

Decades ago, glasses premiered their insult—
the first coffin nail in my imminent aging.
Then, the pruning—I shrivel, plum to prune, to—
Now, auditory appliances serve as accouterments.

Thrice nailed (not yet splinted), I chuckle
through the Paxil, kowtow to the keyboard, and
await my PM date with the aplomb of—a
flamenco dancer, humming Strangers in the Night.

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Deborah Guzzi is a healing facilitator using energetic touch and the written word to assist in fostering well-being. She has written three books. The Hurricane published in 2015 is available through Prolific Press, Amazon, and other venues. Her poetry appears in university journals & literary reviews in the UK, France, Spain, Canada, Australia, China, Singapore, New Zealand, Greece, India and the USA. She is on Twitter @DeborahGuzzi

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