Below is the poem entitled When we pour salt on slugs, when we fall in love which was written by poet
Hazzard. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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How is it I could love someone I could not win back with a poem?
Or that I could not touch with an Iris?
How is it I could ever find something in someone who thinks the moon is hiding nothing!?!
Or think it queer that I look for dead locusts, to hold in my hands, to bring back.
How is it I could love someone,
who when it’s over will meet me like a stranger in the park to chat about the weather or a movie and then leave the Irises I brought her salted on the bricks below her feet.
Like dying a slug.