Just had the thrill of listening to my poem “War Worn Lipstick” on the sizzling podcast, Blood & Jazz.
It’s amazing to hear your words read with passion by another, and I’ve got pink cheeks from listening in.
War Worn Lipstick
Just give me my war-worn lipstick,
the deadly one I’ve battled in,
hemorrhaging red, a pucker-up patrol,
that won’t medevac their dead.
Face, the front-line of fornication.
Mouth, a fiery wick of flame.
Please pop by here and give the rest of my poem a listen. She’s a bit naughty but oh so nice, this one. Cheers!
© khartless 2021, All Rights Reserved
Artwork: Thomas Oliver “Bloody Lips
Wowser. This is a hot little number! Well done.
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Why thank you, Hobbo. I was so excited to see her make her debut and on New Years Day, no less. A diva, I fear. ☺️
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Definitely a diva! 😂
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Congrats!!!🎊
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Thank you☺️
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Looks like my comment didn’t make it to you, K. This was awesome, congratulations!
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Thank you, Jeff. Traveling today, but glad to be home. Cheers.
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You’re welcome, K. Ah, glad to know you are home. Enjoy. Cheers.
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Fantazzztic!!!!
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