LAUNDRY
The wizard descends
a long staircase with laundry
cigarette dangling from pursed lips
his curses twitter and taunt
jealous mumblings
as gnarled fingers caress
the delicate fabric
her heart
a failed coupling
to remember
he places the fine bodice
still in the window
incanting forgiveness.
LOVE IS BLINDNESS
We close our eyes say our prayers
to a god who leaves us longing
for the fabric of his fingers
touch me now don't see me
weeping with remembrance
of a future happy
I am blinded.
This ship is not sinking
under gray sky silent he withholds
the demon thunder
as you whisper
yes, but
I love you.
WHY CAN'T THEY SHIT HERE?
Two geese, one wounded
hijack the office park lawn
patient they camp here
one sits soft on the flowers
sad mate paces with worry.
The workers arrive
go to lunch, leave for the day
the geese block the drive
stake out their claim to our lot
hissing when we get too close.
After three days pass
Facilities declares war
too much shit, they say
we must defend our green grass,
flowers in bloom, right of way
Why can't they stay here?
Bleeding heart workers unite
Do not harm the geese!
Put down your weapons of hate
and shovel their shit for Love.
Copyright © Mary Lynn Reed 2009.