Wednesday, April 01, 2009

NaPo09 ~ Locus Delicti

And so the madness starts ...

Locus Delicti

Would you wear a killer's cardigan?
It's only wool, see, a weave of sheep
caught on needles for the looping.

And this ring, a sweetheart's gift,
has no talismanic magic; the stones
intone metaphors - a lasting garnet love.

I do not need to knock wood: I know my luck
is in you. Those locks of your hair I curl
in my wallet? A keepsake, no more,
for when our fringes were young.

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