03 January 2015

NoPAD Chapbook 25: Love Poem

Ten years now
I've been falling 
Into bed next to you,
Asleep before ten,
Awake before six,
Predictable as
Vanilla ice cream
(The good kind:
Ground vanilla beans, 
Cane sugar, real cream).

Apart from you,
I'm off-balance,
Distracted, overwhelmed,
Lonesome as
A dry brownie,
Languishing there
For the second week
Of a successful diet,
Utterly lost without
Its a la mode.

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