poem 14

April 14, 2016 § 2 Comments

as if it might have been

a snifter of perfume or brandy now
for one reason and another empty she
is no longer one and the same as that black velour top I’d kept as if
it was an embrace and now
empty as if it may have been a jug of milk or tube of ink
it does not signify,

&
I still have the coat

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