(no subject)
your spontaneity upon bringing me flowers
or dropping my name in rhetoric
to the hard-pressed dirty treaded floor
then breaking like stemmed wine glass
loosed from your three finger grip
you mention my endeavors like petals
and cheap perfume, vacant on window sills
i just sit in the corner, black gaze watching
reciting lines like dead beat, hip toss jazz
you do nothing so enticing and sweet
as keeping me sparse and plain, and neat
in a box marked: not to flatter--conjecturally
or dropping my name in rhetoric
to the hard-pressed dirty treaded floor
then breaking like stemmed wine glass
loosed from your three finger grip
you mention my endeavors like petals
and cheap perfume, vacant on window sills
i just sit in the corner, black gaze watching
reciting lines like dead beat, hip toss jazz
you do nothing so enticing and sweet
as keeping me sparse and plain, and neat
in a box marked: not to flatter--conjecturally