Valentino

by RJ

This is a Valentine’s Day poem
because when I walk into an adult bookstore
for a dildo to mail to my fiancé I am caught
by one named after my best friend.
Happy Valentine’s Day, Valentino.
I cut my hair, trimmed my beard,
painted my nails black, purple, then pink.
Happy Valentine’s Day, Michael.
I walked around the lake & then
bought love in a single shattering shape.
This is where I am now: at a computer
in a library nestled between two hills
& for maybe the first time
actually probably understand ennui.

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