Green Vase Apprehension


Thematically pidgeon-holed

in this ballpoint penitentiary,

I decide to cast aside the

underlying motive for the

substance of the situation.


Twelve white carnations

on the coffee table, in

the green vase from the

Santa Fe thrift store, the

one by the Shop-Rite and

Sammi Chou's Chinese Cuisine.


Could this be love?

Or is this another dark

theme behind the bars

that will be lost in ink

and blank paper?


Please take your shoes off

before you enter, so at least

I have the feeling that you

could be staying.