Forgotten Dividends


If I were to spill ink

on your bed sheets

would you forgive

me if I told you

all the bugs would drown?

Now you can stop itching.

Besides, you look better in black

than black looks on you.

When I read aloud the print

can say anything in your mind,

and I wouldn’t know. And the lonely

will listen in their kitchens

while toasters overheat;

you think about the secret

in the basement chained

to a radiator and we will wonder

if putting out an ad for a dessert

will be too risky.

I say no.

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