Where have all the grateful gone?
Why me! she repeats
Employed, healthy and engaged
Please! do keep whining
The forgetting
You were a poem
I wrote into memory
Now, even that fades
And this one is from a favorite poet of mine Charles Simic
Watermelons
Green Buddhas
On the fruit stand.
We eat the smile
And spit out the teeth.
Love it.
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