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The Second Omen: Spring
~C. Dale Young

One refuses to hold the other’s hand.
One pours wine and misses the glass.
Signs sent by a lesser god again and again
to no avail. That the body is mostly water,

this we could agree upon. All else was less
than palatable. I said I loved you, too.
In this way, the heart lies, too.
The dogwoods bloom; their lies, like mine,

gorgeous and capable of seduction.
And outside, the vines kept twisting and twisting…
Yes, outside, the vines kept twisting and twisting,
gorgeous and capable of seduction.

The dogwood’s blooms are lies like mine.
In this way, the heart lies, too.
Palatable? I said I loved you, too.
This we could agree upon. All else was less,

to no avail. The body is still mostly water.
Signs. Lesser gods. Again and again,
one pours wine and misses the glass,
one refuses to hold the other’s hand.