Grilled Cheese and Emery Boards

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Poems 2005

Your voice has only recently lost its violence
like the emery board that once filed my nails
into dainty points.

when the Virgin is seen in grilled cheese,
only then will
my will
be strong enough
to burn you.

The sandwich sold for 54,000 dollars.
(who knew some bread and a bit of cheese could be worth so much?)
and so I can strike the lighter
daintily with my point adorned nails
(you always did love them so.)
And I can hold the emery board that is your voice
and watch it
burn.

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