Saturday, February 5, 2011

Pantoum

Through walls, voices of either love or conflict
She knew that’d be the last time seeing him
The snow globe collection is quickly losing water
That tea’s become tepid – better drink it soon

These voices murmur love, either that or conflict
Those 12 letters have gone unanswered
That tea’s getting tepid – better drink it
Cluster of leaves low to the ground, like colliding birds

Those 12 letters going unanswered, babe
Sometimes constellations get confused for jellyfish
Leaves swirl in the wind, feathered birds colliding
They argue for hours, garage door wearing thin

Sometimes, those night waves glow with jellyfish
A true understanding of why he was fed up
They argue for hours, garage doors wearing thin
My lover taught me how to separate the egg yolk

Understand, finally, that he was fed up
Snow globe collection evaporating, fast
My lover showed me how to separate the yolk
Through walls, voices of either love or of conflict.

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