I am the place where the rain
falls all day.
It’s a wonder how you turn homage
into an ongoing grievance
causing post traumatic apathy disorder
and the end of boudoir politics.
It’s true that I don’t know whether
you use a brush or a comb on your hair
and maybe I should, but these things
have always been invisible to me.
I’m so sorry that your eyes are slowly dying,
blind to the forests of cerise and magenta.
You accuse me of loving a distant phantom
living in a cloud of electricity, which I deny
but you’ll never know the thousands of times
I’ve so softly whispered her name
to revitalize the bodies of cut flowers
and other ragged things laid aside
Richard King Perkins II is a state-sponsored advocate for residents in long-term care facilities. He lives in Crystal Lake, IL, USA with his wife, Vickie and daughter, Sage. He is a three-time Pushcart, Best of the Net and Best of the Web nominee whose work has appeared in more than a thousand publications.