October 20, 2008
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the sweet and welcome stench
of melancholy
stakes two cold steel poles,
frosted,
grasping each a weathered flag -
one yellow, one white.
standing below,
the wind equally whipping both,
is a sight that does not grow old.
melanie coolly nags
same as ever,
smooth and bold and wise.
she will be sleeping with me tonight.© JODI ANDERSON. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Comments (1)
the wind is an equal opportunity employer to which I have often willingly subjected myself.