was that passion you showed me intrinsic
and me, over here had to dig real deep
I thought I felt something wondrous
you were so savoir-faire ...

only to find at this late date
you mocked me,
trivializing the
phenomenon and wonder
I've never been one for sick jokes
but this takes the cake and all the candles as loot,
all this time you were laughing
and not with me ...

summertime tears taste salty and sweet
throw in some natural brine
I heave with the ocean's consensus
wash over and under
there'll be no next time ...

no room at the end of this rainbow
a quick glance in the bucket revealed
just some confetti and rice
put on a pot
and boil ...

05/18/2007

Posted on 05/19/2007
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