My talent was tasting
tequila on a Mexican
beach watching waves
My desire lay in the
rain counting drops
drumming on eyelids
My laughter was riding a
pink bicycle in circles
thumb chiming a bell
My curiosity was arrested
in a pet store with two
kittens and a handful of firecrackers
My wisdom was spinning
in a backyard tire swing watching
the sun roll in and out of view
My sorrow was listening
to a field of night noise
guessing crickets from grasshoppers
The rest of me wandered
lonely through the kitchen
waiting for the phone to ring.
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