SHARDS UNDER CLOUD
The sounds of CD's on concrete
as a symphony,
carefully arranged.
Who will be first chair?
Some people might
use mallets,
or perhaps machetes,
as Peter is so fond of.
Strange,
when I saw you
standing under gray clouds
holding a trowel
and an AOL CD
with 1045 free minutes,
I knew that I loved you.
You could have spit in my face,
said you hated me,
and it wouldn't have changed a thing.
But you didn't do any of that.
You played the CD,
as should be done,
on a driveway.