“Read my poem? Please?”
In real life I’d get blank stares.
Here, you’re back for more.
haikouldn’t ask it of you
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“Read my poem? Please?”
In real life I’d get blank stares.
Here, you’re back for more.
the constant dripping
nature’s tears of joy as she
sees her world reborn
Days grow longer like
smiles that stretch wider as one
greets a long lost friend.
Could Cameron Diaz
maybe have done her hair? That
ponytail so wrong.
Bjork’s swan an urban
red carpet legend. Today
beauty takes no risks.
So hungry but the
dress fits stumble past photogs
smile stop nod pose smile.
Kid in candy shop
I dab on product in search
of my true colors.
Handful of turquoise
begs to be strung with silver
draped around my neck.
Grey army trenchcoat
or lime green sixties jacket
J can pull off both.
Luminous suitor,
the moon dimmed by darkness’s
seductive regard.