To Covet
He brought me back a tee-shirt
from his trip to paradise
stacked between folded underwear
and hidden dollar bills
I take out my nine to five fan
flap away the sultry summer
turn on my thank you smile
and wonder about exotic trees
on islands where the breeze breathes
tender caresses to stay away the heat
A lone parrot wings among backyard sparrows
The sky burns tango tangerine
Like churning lava
like a thundering waterfall
a bellowing hyena
I laugh
set the alarm
for tomorrow
Ryfkah 2/2/06
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