Left Over Crazy

Behold, I am left-over crazycontainer
holding in a fragile container
a gourmet dinner of yesterday’s
giggles, punctuations and thoughts

opening carefully to the air of
controverted expectation
and the smiles and eyegleams
of hoped for contagious love

sipping the cold draught of a sweet
lingering winter-summer wine
within the dew of diverted
gleanings and the caress of memory

I will treat you to a cozy dessert
of fanatical fantastical fantasies
then bed with you among the daisies
of newly formed left over crazies

together we will store them in
blue and golden containers
some fragile, some not
to hold as long as

Left Over Crazy

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