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guy scutellaro
Poems
Mar 2021
the woman with black hair
the red glow of her cigarette.
the fingers of her left hand
yellowΒ Β with nicotine
clutching dying flowers
"buy a rose for your lover," she says,
"buy one for your wife. buy 2."
"the flowers are wilted."
"maybe it's your eyes that are wilted.
she had black hair
black as the night
the violent night
and gray eyes
the shade of ***** ice
"you must love
someone,
some of the time, no?
put a rose on
your father s grave, then."
"love is like lost pennies
falling from a broken jar."
she smooths her hair with one pale,
long, fingered hand, "you re crazy."
"my mom says so."
i was born to
have adventure
I followed her up the steps.
i was born to chase the night
through the forest
of dead roses.
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guy scutellaro
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