Thursday, August 1, 2013

poppies

god! you cut the loose thread
i asked you not to cute
your face for red lipstick is not my
idea of an apology

i want years of devotion
only that, no less
than years of devotion
in my prairie housewife dress

i do not bend knee
to wipe this dirty floor
my arms are white and smooth
for your body

encircle me
i am lonely to the bone
the grasses wave around my brow
as if i were asleep forever

i am not asleep
i am not asleep
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