lovesong # 3

06 Jan

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lovesong # 3

 

ever find yourself

inside an embittering novel-size cruet

simply wanting

a good woman

to be proud of you

the brilliance through her supine time culet

 

* * *

 

a children’s game

is pleasant for a lifetime

but sometimes pen turns to whiskey turns to window-shutters waiting on a wind to be discovered

regimes change

madness becomes progress, and what others call refinements hover

and what I call minor renovations are achieved

 

* * *

 

and then there’s better steps and idols

and sentiments you want exchanged

interlinking, simplifying

but a day becomes the night as true

as eager fingers find excuses

 

* * *

 

there’s nothing in it

nothing

but pleasant memories, eventually

and that’s enough really

all you have to do is love her and to love it all

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