One Folly Morning
 
I sort of, foolishly,
found myself
tossing this almost heart, sleazily
into the washing machine
this morning
I guess I was too nettled by yesterday's
schmaltzy, heart-rending film
that I got a little too spacey  
so I just sat with frothy, brittle hands
and watched it spun into
bare, smushed little crumbs
however,
the soreness gets a little thick
noticing how you'd drink in hopes to
forget such love

-a.