I Know A Lot About Nature
Thinking about my speckled green pj's,
and the stirring sight of me,
jumping up and down on the bed in them,
my broad, sweet chest visible between the buttons,
you cry alone in your house this a.m.,
while hungry, baby swallowtail butterflies
attack your flower garden in the front yard,
starving, their claws
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but, oddly? the you in the shadows of her mind where owls are intimidated by you reminds me of ex- poems I have written. funny.
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