Peachy Eyes |
Issue 8
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What swirls around this sink drain
of you suds me And yes we may sit on our nest today but then again maybe not And oh my darling I don’t recall if you are important But yes I do take your bull by its horns in gladness And I so worship this confusion of us Yes what you say is also true -- I don’t vote or slurp like anyone else alive Nor do I count the clicks till you come home at all But please do keep in mind dear that I’m truly as puffed up as any goose is about you and I’m also as common as scratch And even more Please know that We’re so wonderfully tangled up and dissolved Such that surely you and your peachy eyes will one day I believe start to sing aloud about us like every cake |
Hiram Larew is the founder of Poetry X Hunger: Bringing a World of Poets to the Anti-Hunger Cause. He has had poems appear in recent issues of Ghudsavar, Contemporary American Voices, Poetry Scotland’s Gallus, ZiN Daily, The Iowa Review and West Trade Review.
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