Girl In the Blue Jacket Talkin’ To Flowers
By: Victoria Spear
Liddle, where is your head?
Has the Red Queen Rolled it again?
Tongue out, eyes rolled back, the girl lacks response.
The blue buckled vest must be too tight again.
And here we were about to have a tea party.
The mice from the stairwell won’t be in attendance.
The flowers, the flowers!
They are to Blame!
The chatter, no squeal from their swayin’ stems
by the window of the blonde.
Ah, caught talkin’ to the flowers again Liddle?
Nasty Little Things.
– Victoria Spear
