Thursday


Blue, like untucked.

Silly things like bubblegum keep us afloat.
Sometimes I want to break your nose.
Roses grow from your eyes and brain-
To bring the light and make it bright.
Dinners spent over candlelight are
The nights my human brain remembers.
The clock on the wall brings me back to
My grandmother’s living space. Cluttered
With dolls and knick knacks, the spiders
Find an easy place to call home. Cigarettes
Stick to the wallpaper like mice run in
The cornfields. When the mail arrives
Please dry the rice and bring the dog in.
Children from down the road gather
Around the backyard tree. Today will
Be the day they put, Richard to rest.
School is for the children and money is
For the poor. When honey comes from
Bees you know you have a gift.

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