was always the peacock
first for the name then
the way they were either
clinking with the shine of a
blue metal rainbow
or nothing
waiting to be filled in
or already washed out
she saw them simmering in the florida heat bobbing
their pom pom bobs and perching
one leg up when they were thinking
one day, she was a young woman
and the scores of
vain indigo eyes
hung from every
blonde little bitty
that flies in the flock of the times
taking her cocky pea pride
that she learned from the best
she shoved those regal royal blue
bristling fronds
right up her ass
and sat on her pride
waiting for the whole thing to blow over
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