Saturday, May 31, 2014

PERINO'S NOTES


i do not know what happens next.
My heart is palpitating
like the wings of a robin
against the cage.

i see you leaving wearing a new dress.
Your shoes glisten
on the floor. Your bag is silk.
Your lips scarlet.
When the last step sounded
on the fifth stair
I get another glimpse of you.
I am lousy.
I break the best plate in the house
as i am trying to wash
it with soap and water
from the faucet.
I am in hurry too.
I do not collect broken pieces
for now.
I am wearing my new shirt,
a blue tie,
a leather belt.
White pants.
I comb my hair.
It will be glossy too,
like your shoes against
the floor.
I will close the door.
I am the last one to leave.
I have given away
the dog of the house.
There is no one barking now.

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