iris fawn iris

by Steven J. Serafiani

we fall in love quickly
iris
fawn from about
thirty

feet.

we are in love for roughly
twenty
seven months
scientific studies

pen.

then we love the routine
useful
comfortable cozy
fills in

blank.

oh, then we stomp on love
clash
cats in burlap
that’s my fucking

book!

then we love ourselves
again
option flood with
no one to

question.

damn, then comes misery
toothbrush
lonely on vanity
singular in wine

drown.

brought ya down dear
reader but remember the
first stanza?

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