Snow Melted
Snow Melted
Kissed a boy once
Who smelled of Marlboros.
He said,
There are people in Japan
Still being born
Sick and deformed
Because of Hiroshima.
Went home, re-read
Sadako.
Cried again,
Like in 6th grade.
Wanted to write her a letter,
But what do you say?
Sadako,
when you were born, Hitler was winning.
in my time, they say he lost,
but he didn’t.
bombs are still falling
ethnocentrism still beckons.
You suffered, but in the end you got lucky
because you fell asleep
and I woke up.
X
Made love once
To my best friend.
There was still
Mascara smeared around her eyes
She had washed her face
So hastily
We held each other afterwards
Until in sleep,
We naturally rolled apart
X
There’s a plastic Jesus by the side of the road.
There’s a plastic Jesus by the side of the road
to mark where someone was killed in a car crash.
And all the pine trees around it
seem like giant middle fingers
pointing up towards the sky
X
Never made it too far
With that boy.
I told him I couldn’t stand
The smell of cigarettes.
He told me he couldn’t quit.
I told him I could.
X
Someone was trampled in Walmart
On Black Friday
And a man in Iran lit his wife on fire
Because he said she slept with another man
And politicians in Uganda
Want to slaughter gays
And North Korea
Hates the U.N.
… Remember to always say “please” and “thank you.”
X
Are you and I discussing the same evolution?
How do Herodotus, Khan, and George Bush Jr. compare?
Can you compare the flesh?
X
Snow melted
and revealed the grass
and we reveled
Dirt shifted
and revealed the graves
and we reeled
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