portion of the artwork for Kelly Luce's poetry

North Rim Love Song
Kelly Luce

How I feel about you has nothing to do with love.

The usual things:
Earth. Water. Fire. Breath.
Elemental, capable of creation
and destruction.

How I feel about you is a Chinese finger trap.
a frog in my pocket,
never-ending ice cream cone,
a clock flashing 88:88.

How I feel about you is an exclamation point
on fire,

a shape clouds often take,


Right here:
a century plant that blooms every year
to even its own surprise.

A stone at my feet with your coloring,
five million years of evolution
a green curl among charred trunks.

How I feel about you is beyond the horizon,
above the legal limit,
below me:

In your home hangs the idol
to whom you occasionally pray.

(First appeared in FIELD)

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FRiGG: A Magazine of Fiction and Poetry | Issue 39 | Winter 2013