February Fourteen

 

Tequila; started
the self diagnosis
as if the worm
had pinned a PHD
to the bare, barron wall

The results of all tests
scans
and X-rays
lead to the dire
drastic need
A desperate desire
to make her
everyday
a Valentine's day

I knew my truth
could do that
to
the lady

As the cold
draught floating through
the silenced room
hit my skin

Reality hit the center
of my forehead
like an ice cold
frozen
Mopani Worm

There is no
She
or Her
or Him

So everyday will have
to be
my day
celebrated with
the cold bottle

a drowned worm

and a bare
barron
white concrete
wall


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