Milk Bottles

Love poems, surely desirable,
Can become a poet’s fate.
When he’d rather
Write about bats,
Greek myths,
Chocolate mousse
Or glass milk bottles.
Instead he thinks
These things
Ambiguous
And unworthy.
He writes
About you
Because that is easier
And he thinks he can.
But love
is ambiguous
And ice melts
in the sun.

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