Crack

Crack
Pot of the luck
An old mug
Old macdonald
French verbs and coffee
Your wrinkle
I wring you out of the dispenser
In my cracked mug
Carry you into inception
Into my uterus
I have a pot
Just like my mug
Stay there
Your wrinkles won’t show.

I once met a potter
Not Harry
But Sally
Or something
She floated in with morning jazz
Staring into the ocean
I thought of Rooney Mara
My favorite
Checked her out on my android phone
Andrew
Andre
Entrée.

Potters begin to crack
Like my most eternal morning mug
Like your cracked smile
Rehabilitating shards of the young
In my womb
You collect like pieces of the potter.


Comments

Popular Posts