when the summer of love died

when the summer of love died
she tied her still palpitating heart in twine
& told it to stay put.
she climbed on her riding machine
& filled her purple day with mad cow errands.

the world & its grocery cart people
seemed hollowed out
an echo surrounding them.
she could only relate to the empty space
in a room, not the voided
humans, the tattered loveseat,
the everpresent song.

when the summer of love died
she hitched her boat up to the team
of falling star horses
and said goodbye to lake erie,
goodbye to rock ‘n roll rainstorms
goodbye to venus in her little black dress
drinking irish whiskey at the horny dog saloon.

every day becomes sunday
the day of tears that taste like blood
the day of jagged silence

every night she drowns the government lies
in ice cream & wine

it’s a brave new world
spiked with pain
deodorant doesn’t work
and heartbreak is just another bad meal

when the summer of love died
when the summer of love died
she wrapped her still palpitating heart
into hibernation
she hung her riding machine up on the crumbling wall
she hunkered down
and waited for ice

wendy shaffer

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