Duet

Sonnet: Duet (II) by Michael R. Burch If love is just an impulse meant to bring two tiny hearts together, skittering like hamsters from their Quonsets late at night in search of lust’s productive exercise . . . If love is the mutation of some gene made radiant—an accident of bliss played out by two small actors on a screen of silver mesh, who never even kiss . . . If love is evolution, nature’s way of sorting out its DNA in pairs, of matching, mating, sculpting flesh’s clay . . . why does my wrinkled hamster climb his stairs to set his wheel revolving, then descend and stagger off . . . to make hers fly again? Originally published by Bewildering Stories Keywords/Tags: love, lost love, love hurts, loss, lust, impulse, heart, hearts, evolution, gene, genes, DNA, nature, actor, actors, screen, film, eulogy