Maggie

Death a glass
Filled with
Doesn’t matter Maggie take
A sip
A breath
A blonde impertinence
I will wait
Luxuriate my precious doll
My manly vision
Ribbons, ribbons

a woman’s worth is a woman’s hurt

her loss for words
Signifies
It forwards

The notion of partnership
Good breeding, Virginity

A Man looks outward

a woman
Is looked upon
Inspected

It is all birthing
Or nothing
I admit I cannot make it out
Propertarian of mind
Deflect, own
Deflected