
She finally wore a/
hat that I like because it/
belongs on MY head.
When you hold out hope/
to save your daughter’s life, you/
still druck die Daumen.
Or
When you hold onto/
hope to save your daughter’s life,
you druck die Daumen.
She was my friend. How/
can I judge her for sinning/
how I used to sin?
OR
She was my friend. How/
can I judge her for doing/
what I used to do?
She tried to friend me/
with her husband. Just stick a/
hot stake through my heart.
Fini. Finito./
Fertig. Feuerabend. Finished./
Thirty-three years ends.
Some days/
there’s only one way/
to give a girl flowers:/
Use my creative powers!
(inspired by the previous poem about Japanese Plum Blossom droplets).
If I ruin your/
day by what I say, you give/
me too much power.