Falsehoods and Boomerangs

Friday: The Wedding 

Following the labyrinthine corridor 

in exile to the powder room,

checking -the cat faces -

painted prettily on my nails.

Her foxtail corkscrewed in, to

all matter of earthen falsehoods.

A conspicuous fool

boomeranging off 

others' dispossession.

The same lush green cypress tree

cascades for both of us. Spirited

while you forget - and buried while I 

remember.

BK

May 2015