Daffodils, Calm astray,
And do I feel?
Do I feel that there are bats in the belfry?
-One day I had noticed nail polish
(Sanguine stain, was just a dream cloud leveling my complexions,
Was just an amber cigarette hugging my skin, eager in its calling)
Spilt on a haiku you wrote to me, lest it was lovingly
So then wondered if you had lived once
In that moment, inside of a moment
In after hours (that are the only raw ones)
As to the good afternoon in fine humor
But would I feel -Even lightly- songs of daffodils in summer's sun?
Comments about this poem (Absence by Belinda Nelson )
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