Nothing in My World, Part 1

Written July, 2001

Okay, so I blundered again.

I wrote you last week
and told you of a dream I had
about you. (about us)

When will I learn?

I stuck my finger in the gravy
and it dripped on the floor;

It mingled with dust mites,

and clumps of dried mud
and dead spring spiders
and skin flakes from scratching

and waxy, salt water taffy wrappings
and cut-off hair from Native Americans.

Common denominator: decay.
Just like our relationship.

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