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A Promise

Poetry - Second Place

By Cary Fentzloff | Posted 7/2/2003

He made me a boat out of toothpicks.
He promised me it would float or fly
~ or at least stay sound upon the sea.

Then
in a solitary moment
single and startling
it broke.

Determined to find a purpose for what had been
I swallowed each part.
Each stick entered my throat
tongue catapulting wood
splinters bouncing.

That   Which   Pierces   My
     Innards   Is   As   Constant   As
  The   Fluttering   Eyelashes
   Of   A
      Weeping  Child.

If I could only listen by the shore
to the lines and circles of the Water's libido
desires for his prize

   might fade

to the tune
of a quiet splash.

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