Sunday, July 15, 2007

Poem #196 of 365

I'll have nothing to do with you.
I have cut off my arm to not
hold your hand. I am bleeding
on the sidewalk, but that's okay,
it will be considered art by
morning. It will be titled "Red blossoms
from angry skin" by curators with
MFAs and New England accents.

And I will not invite you to the
wine-and-cheese reception.

copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez

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