2 Poems

Blue Rock LII

You decided to look out from the window to admire a branch in burnished clouds.  I choose to give you permission to break off our engagement.  You concluded it was all a lie.  I’m rejected once more despite my labors.  You decided to bare your mons with a razor.  I grip nothing in small measures.  You concluded there’s no breakout from materialism.  I am, you insist, every defect you’ve selected. Blue Rock LIV We planted patio grills and point-and-shoot cameras to crop up as BLTs all summer.  We harvested what would rend us.  You tried so hard to prepare me for a permanent-press, split-level cul-de-sac.  We planted a set of invisible slates to crop up, depending.  Maybe I still do.  We harvested a part of yourself to prepare shelving Mason jars in a marriage.  We planted this relationship with the antilock brakes applied to crop up in crossfire.  Maybe I don’t deserve you. We harvested muskmelons and blueberries we’d prepare to sell door-to-door through apartments.

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