A Tuesday Poem: Sketching


eyes are M&M’s framed by Twizzlers

sugar discs melting in your fists

Halloween of 1999

dressed as a Dalmatian with black painted freckles


seven perfect circles make a kiss

if you ignore the creases

left over from limes and tequila shots


you can capture a sneeze

it would be like watching a bird fly into the sun

that returns to sit on a lake


christmas lights twinkle

in your cheeks when you smile

pulled taught by the lines

on the bridge of your nose

when I started drawing your hair was shorter

it must have grown

falling out of place

flipping left and right towards infinity








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