Sometimes we walk the earth with more feelings than our bodies can contain. Some of us go ahead and write a poem or two to take the pressure off.
The lost lemons
I found the lemons, he wrote. among the potatoes. Imagine! Lemons are tricky, I replied. Bright yellow secrets hiding under dull dusty potatoes. Tears How you like your tears? Singular and leaky, one pitiful drop after another; Or maybe like a gush, flash flooding your face and every tissue you can find? You keep them tears a secret they'll divulge your business some other time when you think they are long gone. Folks afraid of tears let loose Tears can break things. Ever think about how tear and tear look alike but ain't the same but could be related; causal cousins sometimes tears that tear, not hearts but facades. the slow steady work of salty water damage.