Joshua Bennett “Balaenoptera”
“Just as our anthem jogs to a close, and I whisper in your ear,how did you know that I was the one? When all those well dressed jackals came galloping to your door, begging for the rights to your ring finger-what made you lock the dead bolt on your ribs looking them squarely in the face,and saying with joy ’ I’m saving all this beauty for a man I’ve never even met.”
