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Monday, February 8, 2010

Mom Gave It To Amy

Teapot silver and true
reality refracted
in its curvature sides
my counterfeit muse.

On a capsule of age
handle and spout aligned
along the meridian divide
holding candle lit rage.

But lies could not tame me
eyes a piercing suprise
all went dark as I heard,
'mom gave it to Amy'.

1 comment:

CathM said...

Ooooh... I can just imagine the scene :)