Stunning! Shining!
Brilliant work.
Say yes with your pupils,
black and unadoring,
and no
to to white lace promises;
the little half- truths
that kill tomorrows
like caterpillars
that never morph
into yellowness.
Twist my heart
one ventricle at a time,
squeezing poetry
out of empty chambers
ripe for the picking.
~
