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Tuesday, November 20, 2012

holopopomo day 20: angel

So here we are.

Today’s Horribly Local Poor Poetry Month (HoLoPoPoMo) entry is a love poem... well, make that an honest love poem:


when the angels made you
when they shaped your form
when they curled your lovely locks
so downy soft and warm
when they chiseled cheekbones
poured starlight in your eyes
when they crafted you by hand
they knew you were a prize
the heavens sang, the cherubs wept
‘pon your celestial birth
but when you spoke, you idiot
they dumped you here on earth

The end.

Yes indeed. Welcome to me. 

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