Voluptuous Catastrophe

Today’s the day

to put a reckless necklace on
and fecklessly assay
the wreckage. It may well be

voluptuous catastrophe –
this questionable gift
that, pestering, insists on giving,
this thing you’ve made of living.

But worry not.
Scurry not
into the fretfulness of snits.
Rejoice! Your necklace fits.








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