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I’ve got my press-on nails
a new ring
new hair
slate blue eyes
and a boy who’s helpless in my arms

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Too available

My diagnosis
My judgment

And then
I saw him
looking trendy and sweet
ordering a burrito with guacamole and cheese.
There was no air conditioning
so we sweated it out
while we relaxed in each other’s company.
His hair looked soft
as did his hands.

And as it turned out
soft
is
what they were.

Haiku Poems: On What I Won’t Experience with the New Him

 

fingers through your hair

the feel of just-mown lawn grass

sparks fly with my touch

 

so you want to go back

Japan is lovely I hear

no more me to see

SOB with me

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