Sunday, April 17, 2011

Day 16

I don't know if I have love to give;
The love of stray hairs and chipped fingernails,
Of glances from halfway across the room
Felt as a tickle on the back of the neck
As warming as lemon toddies and,
in its absence, freezer-burn.

2 comments:

  1. Wonderful ironic alternative offered in the last line! A lively poem!

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  2. I also love that last line-- what a striking contrast. Nice write!

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