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Poetry Blog

 

Today at 59 (I saved the world)

 

Today I am fifty-nine

For the first time fifty-nine

Today I bought a bunch

Of flowers

To the florist: Expensive flowers please,

A birthday bouquet for a boy

So she chose wood and thorns and shades of blue.

 

Today I took myself out for lunch

Wood oven pizza

Thin crust, well done like me

A small salad and  good wine.

 

Today I wrote a poem so sad and strong

 it made me cry

Immune to my words thought I

but this one

So powerful it could melt the world

In tears.

 

To save the world I tried to shred the thing

The shredder overheat and jammed

Oily parts flowed like blood,  like tears,  like,

I pulled on the poem

The shredder would not let go

I want it back I screamed to the machine

Give me back my poem those words are mine

To release the words

could melt the world in tears

But the shredder groaned

 it cried

the words

Tore at its big rusty heart

Made it live then die in a flash of smoke

Razor blades and a confetti of words.

 

So I took the words

I threw them to the wind

The clouds came

The rains came

The words poured down the street and flowed away

In a wail of weeping and wind.

 

In the sewers alligators

shed real tears

the words flowed to sea

mixed with the salt and were gone.

 

At fifty-nine I saved the world.

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