Poems and Poetry

Salves | A Poem by Guy Farmer

She surrounded herself with
All manner of people who
Flattered and inflated her to
Fleeting girth and satiety.

When she became listless and
Shrivelled, she summoned
Another retinue and basked in
Sycophantic adulation.

When it came time to repose,
She stifled the cries with
Copious amounts of self-congratulation,
Elaborate salves of deception.


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