Jonquils

Posted on July 5, 2011

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it's that word that you keep using--
like we are dancers
and you somehow invited me out onto the floor.
these paper (and glass) birds won't save us anymore from
our reasons and you can pick me all the jonquils you want!
but i will still hear the thump of my cast on the floor in the hallway
until i can drown out the noise or feel better.
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