Thursday, September 30, 2010

Despoiled of Secrets

Despoiled of Secrets

We were close to the ground,
near the door frame in case of
an earthquake,  but you had to go

ruin it.  I didn’t care about ripping out
the plumbing, desperate as I was
for the salt in water...

You noticed the granulating yeast
on my skin and brought over
the divorce settlement

and witnesses?  Sure, he’s blonde
with baby blue eyes, interesting
and interested, yet half my age.

I wasn’t looking for a date
but I bought a new red and blue
umbrella.  Now, don’t touch me.

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