Coral Hull: Poetry: Point-Blank-Poor: 27. Poverty Falls On Deaf Ears

I MACKENZIE KNIGHT I A CHILD OF WRATH A GOD OF LOVE I FALLEN ANGELS EXPOSED I

CORAL HULL: POINT-BLANK-POOR
27. Poverty Falls On Deaf Ears

Get rid of the mirror
so that you don't see
yourself
grow old with poverty.
Burnt out eyes, lips down
turned
the dead
weight around your neck.
Take out the masscara &
lipstick.
Put on your best disguise,
don't cry,
sit cross legged with your
stomach
held in, so that whoever
you are visiting
doesn't hear
the hunger pains.
Don't tell them anything.
Poverty
falls on deaf ears.

    

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