Non-Erotic PoetryChanging MediaOne
Checked the e-mail
A thousand times
Wrote a thousand lines
Across Sham’n man
Waiting for the canvass
Waiting for my hands
Waiting on an e-mail
Denoting ink or oil
And even then I’ll wonder
If clay now day’s passé.
Flip
To the other side
Where a story was expected
Instead the tree of lovers
Is found on back of page
Long before the kiss of paint
Touched her dimpled skin
Awkward, considering the e-mail
Long since overdue
A missive from that lover
Denoting ink or oil
And a tiny chance of clay.
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