Come cheer me up
No you don’t have to apologize
For not being an organic bitter-sweet chocolate
A goblet filled with Chateau Lafite Rothschild
A bouquet of alstroemeria or calla lilies
A dandelion in wait of a wish
Although I’d much prefer
A friend’s knock on the door
Or a check to grow a depleted account
I already know that perfect health
Is a companion too big
For the entrance
To allow
So be a sport
Come and cheer me up
Just don’t lie there
Like a wet dishrag
Harboring discarded food particles and saliva
Coated in counter dust
And battered with polluted water
Between your folds
Come to me
Let me drown my sorrows
Into you
You won’t feel a thing
Your long hard plastic armor
With its indigo dye insert and rapier point
Inanimate and immune
Come to me
So I can discharge
All my fragments
Into your care
And then I can shred
Your holdings
Of blue bars on white
3 holed paper
That refused to rearrange
The fragments into a complete sentence