Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Numb Days of Missed Opportunities Valentine

The only insignificant thing
Is the word insignificant
Which has done so much damage
Today I planted the last of the nasturtium
Seeds but they may have to catch
Up with the moon to bloom
Obama did not kick the money-lenders
Out of the temple but gave them back
Their thirty pieces of silver
The slow man you shunned at the store
Came running after you
With your car keys
When you went out at evening
You couldn’t force yourself
To look down into the abyss

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