Love Poem: Melonkaria
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Written by: Dave Collins

Melonkaria

Another world in flux rings a 
true intimate intensity floating 
on fingerprint theories of colors
in mythical memory orbits. Symmetry
by orphaned skye blue exiles 
never looking back beyond now--
gray matter time marches on toward
my chaste chromatic fantasy of
ghosts we never knew. In this
half awake mainframe madness a
distant shadow guides my thorny
imagination to an aquatic firestorm
lo-fi omissions, when the summer of our
love, you left me, like broken machine 
keys--non sequitur. A last kiss starlight
sweet and sour--that last dance like fast 
approaching trains    fares paid but passengers forgotten
far, far from a homeward embrace----forget 
past wrongs of verbal malice aforethought—-
nothing personal, 
Kari.