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Carmen

One of your parents  
Were Hispanic  
And the other one  
Israeli  
So parts of me  
Had to back up  
To take
Another look  
At the elongated  
Genetic  
Combination  
That they made  
Together  
Again  
After you told me;  
(Hmpf, ok)  
Not in  
A position  
To call  
Anyone  
Freakish  
Looking  
But you came  
Over  
To pick me up  
For dinner  
Promptly  
With 2 dozen  
Red roses  
“They’re beautiful  
But this is  
Just  
Too many”  
(Especially  
For someone  
Who couldn’t  
Re-plant  
Them for keeps;  
Avoiding waste)  
And I knew  
We were  
Courting  
Disaster  
And it was  
Just a matter  
Of time  
Before this  
Whole thing  
Turned into  
Mutiny  
On the high  
Seas of your  
Heart  
Since your  
Unsteadiness  
Continued  
To rise  
With each  
Encounter  
Which  
Only made me  
More wary  
Before  
I stopped  
Answering  
The phone.
Written by Nari (Laura Jean)
Published | Edited 15th Nov 2018
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