A hefty sum was paid for such small things
A vendor’s credit cracks when his lot’s sold
It was then I learned that this love has strings
In bargain, as ants, with a tyrant king
He offers kind chains for my slavish soul
A hefty sum was paid for such small things
When radiant kisses wound wax-craft wings
Tell me what, if any, knot could this hold
It was then I learned that this love has strings
In his arms, she ignores his clock-punch stings
And strokes his coal hair, tucked in velvet fold
A hefty sum was paid for such small things
When eternity breaks off her rings
A tree ungrown, the promise yarn unrolled
It was then I learned that this love has strings
In table worship, oh how the table sings
Talk breaks the cheerful diners many-souled
A hefty sum was paid for such small things
It was then I learned that this love has strings
About the Author
Laurel Marchaven is a sophomore Communications Major at Eastern University. She loves poetry, strangely-shaped teapots, and hoarding notebooks like a dragon.
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