the inevitable weight of these gifts

I don’t think
I’m allowed

To kill something
“Allowables,” Nikki Giovanni

he kept gifting people
neatly wrapped boxes of impossible

beautiful delicate people
kind giving and hopeful

like gently placing a bowling ball
on the back of a spider

all the care in the world
all the good intentions

would not prevent the weight of this
and the inevitable crushing

—P.L. Thomas

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