Preliminaries

This entry is part 22 of 47 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Summer 2012

Let us dispense with.
Have you receipts
for my ripened figs?
You took my pleasure,
you skimmed the trees
without so much
as touching down.
I took you for
abundance, unasked-
for sugar, fat in
a time of drought;
in return you pressed
my substance, absently,
into a distant fold—
slip of paper shedding
its metaphors.

 

In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.

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