Friday, May 11, 2012

freyja's vignettes

at the place i blew snot bubbles
over over sized breakfast and i loved him once

i dropped a spoon today
it fell with and honest and confused clank

we texted you to see what it meant
and it meant you said that a child was coming
and i, a twist smile said oh no
it must be my birthday

that night she whisper
sang in my ear with a tender timbre
little teeny mouse boo such
a small spoon for tea

in the living room someone said ew
then someone and the first someone said ew
then someone else and the first two said ew
and who was i to not say ew. ew. yehhk.
no one.

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