Thursday, July 7, 2011

Tuber

* love's tuber *
The supply chain of my affectations
Desires in my tubers
This stock root of emotion
Base for stews of passion
Lump of family love
Seems deformed and strange
A vegetable gone wrong
Perhaps lain unharvested to long
Perhaps was nestled to deep in earth
Was it frost or rain
Too much sunshine
Or was this seed bad
From which this love was birthed
Always unlikely to be true
Twisted deceived not lived
This tuber which I grew.

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