Thursday, September 17, 2009

Ripening Valentine

Right now the pomegranates
on my one old tree
are full-sized but still
yellow-greenish with lots of
peach-blossom blushing
going on while the ones in
the stores now are cherry-wine-red
stuffed deep jewelry boxes
why do we always have to
make it sexual I was surprised
to find he was addressing me
when I turned and woke
I don’t it’s just these
are the only words
we’ve got.

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