a poem in response to an accusation made with her eyes

It is true
I conspired

to love you-
that’s why

while you
were
sleeping

I’ve sewn a roller
coaster

into the hem
of your dress –

Was it
all that

whoosh -ing &
scream-
ing

while you
walked

that gave me

away?


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