Cinched: Leather, Laces, Lace, and Longing

A Tribute, to the other side of the coin

Tequila sunrise sunsets
songs of love and warmth and guns
knocking heaven's doors
breaking other sides
with resignation and devotion
and hopeful hopelessness
wanting more than
life is obliged to give
draping contentment
over shoulders
like beggar's coats
parading proud
as peacocks
at county fairs.
There is no Charlotte
for this Wilbur

some spiders are cannibals

Author's Note

What can I say about Corset?

Reviews

[Corset]

about me? lol! sigh, this probably appropriate...am not! you take that back Icaros13, lol!!! If this was not so probably close to true I'd be offended, I'm soft inside honey, soft like a feather, it's all false bravado, I'm not a cannibal, I don't even spin worthy webs, but I do think you are a fabulous pig! A big beautiful pink wonderful amazing delightful pig :) and thank you for this tribute, even if I devour you after we mate...lol, jk.

[icaros13]

I had to think of a way to smash the end. You are the beginning and ending Grand Master.

[Corset]

Oooo, I like that that, you are forgiven :) and thank you...that is so funny cause I was just thinking how easily spiders are crushed under a shoe, hardly anything to be frightened of, but it does make me re-evaluate my image...lol. Today I am a bunny, soft cuddly, and on the food chain ;)

[icaros13]

lol

[icaros13]

aahh..I figured you'd pick up on that...I tried to smash the beginning with four band references in four lines...

[Corset]

and what awesome references too, the Eagles, the Beatles, (?) Gun & Roses, and The Doors. it's awesome, really! ...I saved to favorites. :)

[icaros13]

:)

[Corset]

Some flies misjudge. How are you? no poems? forever?

[Baby Ricochet]

"Parading around as peacocks at county fairs" Love that one

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. incredible imagery ... just absolutely incredible imagery ...

"draping contentment
over shoulders
like beggar's coats
parading proud
as peacocks
at county fairs"

. this is just such a striking image and thought and insight ... i'll be thinking about it for hours and hours and hours ...