Tuesday, July 28, 2009

OCTOPUS

You came here to tell me who you fucked,
who's your man, now...
wise ass sitting on my stoop,
licking your wounds and grinning.

But it's you, still, drawing circles
on flat pages
without depth,
spinning around to fall where you began.

Move on, now. EVOLVE!
It won't be long
before the seasons change
and there is nothing left but the bare ground.

I can't help it but smile
at the idea of having loved you.

Had I known you were coming,
I would have asked for my octopus...

JV

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