Spring Blitz
What is it with you and my ear?
What are those letters on the board?
They are God’s gift to women.
Because when the first light of spring returns,
it’s time to dance wildly around the maypole.
Small Innocence
is what I label you
with your pretentious smile
agonizing glare
whimpering in the darkness
treacherous
as was the first entry
of this deviant heart
blooming daffodils
among the thorny bush
Your Wilderness
you think
the wilderness
around your heart
is easily breached
but you forget
fire burns it to ash
to let it bloom again
you will realize it
when I’m gone
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