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The Gift

Roses are red but spattered

with cliche and

I don’t like the

smell of that.

And Hallmark hail

a hack like me to stamp

a verse or three

on overpriced paper

so that you get a smile

or pray

a promise.

But I don’t want the words I

have written,

nor a cuddly friend, carelessly

crafted in Taiwan.

Just lie on my plate

dripping in glitter

and I will cook

you up a storm of

multiple desserts.

 

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6 responses »

  1. ohhhh–now that’s a love poem.

    Reply
  2. NICCCEEEEE!

    Reply

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