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Home Improvement, Sonnet #8

By Boinkaz

platinum cyclones of efficient light

ring the earnest blue planets of your eyes

as you speak I walk with you through tiny

terrariums under taped cotton clouds~

Home improvement is a spring intention

not a destination I’ll ever reach

You are so helpful on plasterboard choice

and I have a thing for women in bibs~

The truth is I never fix anything

I just call some guy who then rips me off

If beauty were a flat head screwdriver

then you already disassembled me

I ponder machinations of the heart

Love is like DIY, best not to start.

Copyright 2015, by Boinkaz

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