Escape to Biloxi
(A Love Poem)
Exhilaration
wrings out
hilarity in every mop
of joy
A shoe
a baby’s shirt left
no black and white stills
no cheap recordings
no stolen goods
I give the bad back to you
In the sand
you draw a house
with open doors
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very nice.
water in the mop
wrungout out the
messages of sand.
I love a good love poem, especially when they’re so unexpected and compelling– that last stanza!
Yes. I especially love “no stolen goods/
I give the bad back to you.”
“I give the bad back to you” love how simple yet strong this line is.
Sounds like Jelly Roll to me!