OVERTURE
by Marina Rubin

On the morning
of your beautiful autumn
wedding,
you called
and I guess I was lost
in peach fuzz, in silk shams,
so you left a message:
"my dear, are you in bed with the poet?
don't forget noon
at the photo salon".
And the o in the poet seemed so long,
that weeks had passed,
and you were long gone
on your honeymoon,
when I heard your message
I never erased it,
even though I've never been to bed with a poet.

My poetry has appeared in Visions International, PDQ, 5AM, Cranial Tempest, Jeopardy Magazine, Chaffin Journal, Red Owl Magazine, The White Crow, Mojo Risin', Poet Lore.