Ironing You

October 27, 2007
I would like
to iron you.
Would you let me
smooth away
the disparities,
leave you
folded and
pleated and
like a shirt on my shelf,
flatten out
the wrinkles and
fold you and
mold you
into utter perfection?
Would you trust me
to know
feature from flaw,
selfness from setback,
identity from anomaly…
Or would you be afraid
that I would burn you
into someone else?

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