carla's poem
Dan Knestaut
[poem11@hotmail.com]
from your bright jacket
you pulled a little fold
of yellow legal paper.
folded and folded and then
someone folded it up
again.
it bore a coffee stain
like a broken heart.
a good one.
a gourmet broken heart.
you unfolded it tenderly,
like a guilty lover
ravaged with guilt.
you then read to me
a poem you wrote
on a street corner
in little puerto rico.
it was a sad affair,
by most critical standards.
a shiny poem that glinted
like a tarnished penny,
and was all about
how you thought;
© 1997 Dan Knestaut, all rights reserved
"Carla's poem" previously appeared in the print publication Lighter Than Water. This piece is open to criticism, and it would be gratefully received: poem11@hotmail.com. |
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