The Ragged End of Love: Belated Valentines
I’m thrown at you like
a bean bag in a carnival game.
I send you a valentine with a picture
of a Temple of Doom barbarian
pulling out a man’s heart.
You send me a valentine
raked with Catwoman’s claws.
Postcard Written in the Lobby of the Hotel du Nord
We are sipping iced gin, we are watching the rain we are
waiting and hoping for the temperature to fall
and the rain to turn to snow, as if the last
might be enchanted into birds, a snow that makes
happy and black Labradors bark. Dim the light
over this table.
Bring some peanuts if you have them and yes,
another round. Let’s talk about poetry, and ragged end
Let the beautiful curtains of the snowstorm
P.S. See “Love Story” by Jeannine Hall Gailey!