He
seemed deep enough
Our
conversations
They
consisted of more
Than
curse words and objectification
And
call it what you will
A
litmus test
A
picture of a boa constrictor
Swallowing an elephant
A
weighing of character
But
I put him to the test
My
gauge
My
standard
Is
found in poetry
Meaning
Can
this person read poetry
Do
they understand it
Will
they even try
I
offered a copy of my work
A
thin book
He
said he liked to read
Had
some philosophical ruminations
Was
kind and generous
He
opened the cover
And
balked
So
I put the poetry away
Next
to pictures of boa constrictors and elephants
And
took a step back
Kept
it on a friendly level
He
never noticed
The
awkward moment
Was
mine alone
The
sadness mine as well
As
outside in the arid desert
I
swear I glimpsed a fox
In deep discussion
With
an incredibly vain rose
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