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You tore my heart in half

Folded it first 

And ripped it

For symmetry.

My equally divided heart

In each of your hands

Slips slowly

To the floor

Where you stomp on it,

Jump up 

and 

down

on it,

Do a little dance

On it,

Get down tonight,

Smashing it 

Like a spent cigarette.

But you pick it up,

Oh my,

To flap jack it

into a

Butter churn

Where you

pulverize it

painstakingly

to butter,

Drawing it out

With a knife

You slather it on

A cracker

And eat it.

Make a Wish the Universe Can't handle

Blow the lash 

   off your finger,

Make a wish the

   universe can't handle,

It sticks to the tip,

Adhers to the skin,

That lash isn't going anywhere,

   With that wish.

Knock on wood

   with your knuckle,

Ward off demons

   the world is fighting.

It bruises the fist

Dents the balsam,

Summon your own defense

   With that gesture.

Pinch the salt

   off the table,

Beg forgivness

   of the god's.

Clumsiness noted

   with a chemical notation

Be sure you aim it

   Over your shoulder.

You wished for love from someone who loves.

You asked for health from a world gone mad.

You pray for protection from the arms of evil,

So you blow lashes to the sky,

Sound hollow taps on Formica encased wood 

And hope the salt,

Is truly

Salt.

The Weather You Love

The weather you love

Careening and booming around the sky,

Lightening and darkening in a staged performance,

Chasing the audience 

Under tents of newsprint

Halos of paper plates

Palms skyward

Ducking

To shelters of tin that respond in cadence.

A nightly occurrence, a daily endurance

The rains and thunder filling the fields

Sometimes violent, sometimes a caress.

Springtime in the chill,

Summertime in the heat,

Always there 

Scaring the sun away.