I. So Close to Crazy
Today the crazies
came to visit. I threw wide
my door in welcome.
My neighbors should think
my vow to never bear arms
a divine portent.
II. All I Have To Do
I do not believe
in violence, nor husbands, yet I
found both in my bed.
Physical displays
bore experts in the dark arts,
psychic savagery.
III. Is Spin Around Now
Outside my window
cold, sienna leaves touched coarse
fingers to the wind.
Father stopped by to find
an unkempt woman peeking
from behind the blinds.
IV. To Kiss Its Full Lips
Thinking that leaving
home would siphon energy
I could not afford,
He tread quietly
to the kitchen and opened
cans of soup for lunch.
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