Monday, December 15, 2008

By My Invite


An elephant
came to tea.

China plates slide
collide.

Who invites
an elephant
to tea?


The elephant
hasn’t hands,

cups crumble
into sand.

Who invites
an elephant
to tea?


Without a word,
without a bow,
the elephant exits
through kitchen wall.
She really had to go,
I guess, but
the restroom
was just to
the left.

Porcelain shards long
to slice.

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