Monday, May 12, 2014

He's Afraid That I Will Hurt Him

He’s afraid that I will hurt him.
I just threw seven of his antecedents out –
scrunched them into balls
and hurled them at the trash bin.

In my fashion
I’m devoted to their fate –
but so far every face
I’ve drawn elicits hate –

each face, that is,
until this one.
The one he’s got.
Now I do not feel so hot.

I do not like to kill
my drawings.
It shoves me off
my fragile moorings.

So scared, this
little piece of art!
He breaks
my heart.


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