Balls of emotion
ramped up and waiting
a sophisticated thought
and it unravels quickly
stained by the residue
of ill soaked lips
covered by lipstick
to hide their natural pinkish hue
because natural
is a feared weapon
in the game of economics.
Tonight I asked my husband to throw out a word in which I’d incorporate into a poem. He chose two “balls” and “lipstick.” The above poem is what I came up with. Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Covered by lipstick.
Temperamentally Tina 