human nature–in a poem or a pie.

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If you wrote me a letter of hate
I would frame it,
simply for its divine soliloquies,
and to see my name
written by your hand,
a brilliant mess of scribbles,
which I would imagine to be
your twisted endearment.
If you wrote me a letter of indifference
I would burn it in oil,
and bake it into a poisoned pie,
to be sent to your address
immediately.
If you wrote me a letter of love,
I would write one back,
and after a while,
if we stopped writing,
and started speaking instead,
and made love every day,
and the ordinary jealousies
and domesticities won out,
we would grow bored
and never write again.

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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4 Responses to

  1. claudia says:

    I would burn it in oil,
    and bake it into a poisoned pie….haha…this is just so good…

  2. BroadBlogs says:

    Written so lovely, sensible, and depressing all at once.

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