Monday, July 20, 2009

What I Want to Say to the Waitress in the Montreal Cafe

It's your crooked teeth that makes you desireable.
I know your friends suggest orthodontia.
They're jealous.
Your blue quarried eyes and
moonglow skin--
your marbled beauty is admired,
never touched.
But when you smile
your heart becomes visible,
like a dying star
that attracts a lover
to whisper
his secret grief.

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