Curl Under My Hairy Toes...

I know there is a heart inside me.

This is a love poem I sent to Hallmark. I said Fill me

with your papered mush. I was so excited to talk

to you, I put on the wrong lips. I said My other lips

mean business. I said Did you see the sky get angry

this morning? I was trying to impress you

with my ability to look up. I said Polka Dots, get off

the floor when you sneeze. I never want you to catch

a cold. There is a snow globe at the end

of this poem. Inside the snow globe: fake snow,

my skin I have rolled up for you, hello.

-Gregory Sherl