The Poetry Corner

Countess

By Paul Cameron Brown

The pig's head omelette - something akin to a tatoo buried squarely on the upper torso of the man wielding an axe, chopping wood. Shoulders drooped, the bizarre rendition had a female counterpart - a snake, fitted like a fish-net stocking, coating the upper leg of the dancer writhing to music, so soporific, near the copper shield of the table, ever-molten ash, air-borne with the foetid smear & puff of cigarette smoke.