She thinks out her requirements heavily,
piecing together the best parts
of fifty men.
It's the ultimate illusion of grandeur
voicing her own opinion this time
not the third wheel
She controls her destiny
She can slant her own world view
if only this were possible
This will never be the man she loved
and She was the one shucked in the first place.
From www.notwithoutpoetry.wordpress.com:
"Inspired by the photo above, write a poem that includes the words ‘voicing’, ‘shucked’, and ‘slant’.”
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