Monday, August 31, 2009

Mango Valentine

Why do we let the ripe mangoes
we bought lie rotting in the crisper
why to compliment uniqueness
do we refer to someone else
I was reading a report

about a comet flying
right through the sun
a bullet through a heart
coming out the other side
spattering blood everywhere

but if that happens
you will never be reading this
and it will be as if
the very idea of poetry
had never existed.

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