Morgan Michaels Poems

What a lovely matinee
intermission long enough
but it's snowing, now, the wind is blowing-
well, you get my drift,
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I am hot or cold
depending on your breast
I can grow old
but cannot tarnish.
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Valentine's day just a few days off
it was charming how after a hefty meal
of coq au vin and greasy frites
and wine enough to raddle a pancreas
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Tufted like whips
vines taper down
in wobbly bliss.
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Every question ever asked had been answered.
Everything you'd wondered, staring at the night sky.
Where those shooting stars do finally go to
What, indeed, lurks in the hearts of black holes
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Why men and women too often mistake sex for love
Why moldy ancient texts still inform peoples prejudices.
Why some people bash the past but can't let it go.
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Starry assembly why
do some see a dolphin
motoring the sky
while others see
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I never guessed it would be like this
You seemed so, so, so,
aloof.
so Blond and blue
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For I am Mr. Hay
My ways are not your ways
And I don't care a jack-straw
For anything you may say.
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That's the long and short of it
now you know
how I've been waiting all these years
where I'm coming from
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