Monday, February 10, 2014

Benny's Valentine

A poem needs the serenity
of a suicide note without
all the bells and whistles
a stripped-down emergency
 
calmly reconnoitered later
seeking your forgiveness for
having slapped you
momentarily awake
 
and carefully talking you
down from the nightmare
of your life why not
admit that’s how it works
 
a trumpet sounds
but that’s just Benny
in the backyard practicing

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