Autumn Sky Poetry . . . Number 8 . . .
 

Ten Years Pass


And if this happens

in a movie the hero

always returns to

his lover with

a moustache. This

shows the world:

I am older now,

and even though

I could have grown

a mustache before,

I did not. And if I had

grown a mustache

before, and then

shaved it, and showed

up on her doorstep,


imagine how confusing

that would be! His lover,

who had never forgotten

him, would open the door

and kiss him furtively and

say What happened to

your mustache and he

would smile and take her hand

in his and say It is gone

Ten years have passed

and whisper something

about love and immortality

and whatnot and she would

smile shyly and hold him

close to her carefully hiding

her downy lip for ten years

have definitely passed

somewhere








by Ricky Garni


Ricky Garni is a writer and graphic designer living in Carrboro, North Carolina. His most recent publications include Taj Mahal Review, iota, MiPOesias, Unpleasant Event Schedule, Slurve, and Opium Magazine. His sketches can be found at Tortilla ex Machina.

© 2007 Ricky Garni