Worse Things

who don’t understand
each other
can only say
enough to make
things worse
Or I might say
the woman
whose hair
was made
from fallen leaves
could not love
the man
with bees
for fingertips
A barn door closes
Some leaves jump out
Some bees fly in
Don’t all men
have bees
for fingertips

she would ask
Shouldn’t you
be more like
a flower

He would respond

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About Me

A poet-chef living in Denver, Co. I use the orange Aquafresh toothpaste, off brand mouthwash, and those little floss picks.

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