Half Drunk Muse Poetry

Submissions

For the Kid Whose Loud Music Disturbs Matins by Dyan Sandefer

Your music boasts
of dead women, objects
to be played with like dolls.
I don’t need to hear
you rant about what she
does with your underpants.

If I had the booming stereo of God,
I’d play you:
Maybe Jimmy Swaggart, pre-prostitute,
banging his piano.

View bio for Dyan Sandefer Published in All Poems 1999-2004

About HDM

Half Drunk Muse was one of the first poetry ezines. It was founded in 1999 and ceased publication in 2006.

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