“Making a Difference”

“Making a Difference”

The dusty fan spoke to beautiful islands

to detest, desist, and anchovies;

a rolling pike, a news story

that, for once, pulled tears further

along a conveyor belt, bear mittens,

fangs, the yawning jaws, bespoke innocence, injustice, humanity:

it’s inhumane and boiling oil,

rose the pike again against our wills;

it could’ve been another year, another you

we talked for hours and primrose

your belladonna of scarlet

your roses intensified

my last testament and will

is cooked spokes, bespoken

stitched lips and coiled secrets

and cooked skies and cold sunset thighs:

let’s skate out upon the frozen moonlight,

divide our possessions for awhile.

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