APPLES AND PEARS
I am born with a mind,
and by the afternoon,
I have lost it.
The sun has too many
friends. How will I ever,
etc. etc. I give my regrets
to the photon which won't
see me and the head
which I have lost
among the cabbages.
Two ironies are on sale
in the gift shoppe. One
is made of plastic.
One is made of lace.
Sarah Elaine Smith is the author of the novel Marilou Is Everywhere and the poetry collection I Live in a Hut. Subscribe to her weekly bibliomancy forecast at sarahelainesmith.substack.com