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By Misti Date: 2004 Dec 21 Comment on this Work [[2004.12.21.13.58.1432]] |
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sexually frustrated dreams this a.m. the irony makes me laugh you keep the little Abominable Snow Monster I gave you on your walker yesterday you made a poem on the fridge out of the magnets you gave me and I copied it down in my Route 66 journal we don't lack warmth/affection/laughter/true kinship I respect you and adore you you smile in your sleep when I kiss you even now in the midst of your pain the Percoset only dulls the edges I give you sponge baths brave the Wal-Mart holiday crowd to buy your bandages and tape and my menstrual cramp pills and a box of Frosted Flakes for the Sponge Bob watch and with Christmas presents opened early "Excalibur" and Le Morte d Arthur and your favorite Nigel Pennick and The Who's Ultimate Collection and The Case For Mars for you and a $20 gift card to Bound To Be Read and Bob Dylan's Chronicles for me somehow we make it through more in love than ever the hot sex can wait laughingly I sing "Ruby Don't Take Your Love To Town" because you know I never will. |