A revised poem, now with a different title.
Thanks to the Secrets for their constructive assessment.
Supermodel
with Cat
Even
the ripped upholstery is displayed with taste.
Artful
entropy, tres shabby chic.
Take
in the blond waterfall of her perfect hair.
She
sprawls at ease,
mirrors
the cat on her lap.
The
first Saturday of the next month,
separated as we are by the Pennines,
we
will both glance at the magazine's cover,
then
you will read the letters page,
while
I file away the gardening tips.
Here is Natalie Merchant with Motherland.
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