OVER YOU

OVER YOU

A bust

of Beethoven

has fallen

in love with

a tiny statuette

of the Venus

De Milo

who has also

lost her head.

Beethoven with his

shattered hair

admires what is there

of her body

Christ!

with his left arm

snapped off

comes between them

keeping them apart.

Christianity

is harsh.

I pass & leave them

to their broken hearts.

Buy an egg

timer

made of brass

from a man

who looks like

a monkey

even more

than a monkey

do.

I turn the sands

of time

upside down

& then again

upside down

again

and with much fuss

catch the packed bus

in the non-stop

rain.

Home again

I boil an egg

that is neither

hard nor soft

hum Tchaikovsky

as I chew burnt toast

and cry

over you.

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