Leaves of love wedding rings
My soft red wedding ring lies in a basket
as if at the bottom of a well.
Nothing will come to fish it back up
and onto my finger again.
my fashion rings lies among keys to abandoned houses,
nails waiting to be needed and hammered
into some wall,
telephone numbers with no names attached,
idle paperclips.
This tungsten carbide rings can't be given away for fear of bringing ill-luck.
It(tungsten wedding bands) can't be sold for the marriage was good in its own
time, though that time is gone.
Could some artificer beat into it bright stones, transform it
into a dazzling circlet no one could take
for solemn betrothal or to make promises ring
living will not let them keep?
Change it into a simple gift I could give in friendship?
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