Keepsake

Tiny twilight
Bastard hums.
Having foresight,
Teeth and gums.

What if hunger
Was the way?
Bluster blunder,
Who can say?

Now I know what passes for
Naughty newbies wanting more.
Call them down to dinner eat.
Paw each other in defeat.

On to other
Masking tropes.
Play your lover
Calliopes.

If the vengeance
Seems to hammer,
Two stroke engines
Smoke and stammer.

Tiny I-beams work together.
Huarache sandals, braided leather.
Feel like talking, I’ll be here.
Since we’re married, disappear.

Well, whatever came of that?
Wrong conclusions getting fat.
What you wanted, I can see,
Is to never think of me.


12/19/20