EACH TIME each time i vacuum the carpet you gave me when we were us i thank you again for its beauty there strategically beneath the glass table top no poker game or dinner party has ever seen. unlike my feelings pentimento under my good humor exterior nothing is hidden here anyone with a keen eye, like television detectives knowing the script, would spot before i'm finished, awaiting visitors, like our love, who will never return to finish the meal turned cold, politely complimenting the wine aged, so unlike myself, to perfection. 6/18/23 p.j. rockwell Poem Zoupa Musings is free today. But if you enjoyed this post, you can tell Zoupa Musings that their writing is valuable by pledging a future subscription. You won't be charged unless they enable payments.
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Friday, August 11, 2023
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