celeste rae lecompte

celeste rae lecompte


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misgivings

	"perhaps you'll tire of me," muses
	my love, although she's like a great city 
	to me, or a park that finds new
	ways to wear each flounce of light
	and investiture of weather.
	soil doesn't tire of rain, i think,

	but i know what she fears: plans warp,
	planes explode, topsoil gets peeled away 
	by floods.  and worse than what we can't 
	control is what we could; those drab
	scuttled marriages we shed so
	gratefully may auger we're on our owns

	for good reason.  "hi, honey," chirps dread
	when I come through the door; "you're home."
	experience is a grea teacher 
	of the value of experience, 
	its claustrophobic prudence,
	its gloomy name-the-disasters-

	in-advance charisma.  listen, 
	my wary one, it's far too late
	to unlove each other.  instead let's cook
	something elaborate and not
	invite anyone to share it but eat it
	all up very very slowly.

william matthews


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