Cheesy Love Poem

Cheesy Love Poem


Drip drop, all layers ooze in one muddled

glob of grossness. The cheesy, melted verse

reveals the actions, made to vomit puddles

of affection so some lover can rehearse

his slab of fond phrases to her, without

pause or hesitation; without restraint

or prior destinations; love, it counts

no molten shreds of tasteless amber stains

scrubbed out of the rug. Or spots of oil

left on the counter from a rogue grilled cheese.

No. They recall their very best will broil

and simmer in the pan which will not freeze.

She is the Colby to his Jack, and too,

she’ll Prove that he’s not Lone; and she’s not Bleu.


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