Langston Hughes
is my favorite poet
though I can't relate
much
...
is my fantasy
that we could have worked
worse than
your fantasy
...
i saw you the other day
at least,
she looked enough like you
that i
...
i threw away
the beautiful, expensive
mole skin journal
you bought me
...
what makes you think
my soul needs a mate?
my soul needs a break
not soup or a date
...
i looked for you
in that hopeful dreading way
i looked for you
as i prayed you'd stay away
...