Crazy Concrete March 2015 | Page 32

Instead,
 I
 write
 you
 poems,

And
 you
 decide

I
 am
 a
 little
 more
 like

Mozzarella
 than
 Swiss.

I
 say
 Holey
 Moly,

And
 we
 both
 fall
 asleep,

Laughing.

By
 Jocelyn
 Mosman

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