Two Poems by Suzy Devere

WIT HUMOR CUNNING

like a serrated knife
when you're under it

twisting

black handle like a mountain
crowding out the sun

but next to
or on top of

it glistens and shines.

it's a beautiful
modern day woman's
blessing and disguise.


still, underneath?

well, it's bloody down here.



WORDSMITHS ARE WAIT STAFF

the forever inarticulate
try desperately to use
demanding words with
syllables they can
hardly
control

the forever inarticulate
imagine themselves to be
beyond the rest of us
in word and deed

to them
we appear to scrape
their crumbs

if only they were learned
enough to realize
we are picking up
in earnest
meaning nearly
lost
through their misuse

meaning that
without
Wordsmiths
slides away
scatters

disappears

so we wait
for their
every
disastrous
next
turn
of
base
phrase

we are
waiters

indeed.

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