The sun cracked your faces in two
Along the line in the middle
Like a walnut in august
Wrinkly
teddydied
L|R&R|B: COFFEEyou’re smoking and I don’t understandwhy you would if you...
COFFEE
you’re smoking and I don’t understand
why you would if you weren’t already
hooked you’re smoking and I don’t
understand why you would if you weren’t
already hooked and I can’t stand that
smell on you it gets in the way of your
sweat and I miss that smell when my arms
are around you and…
started smoking again
just cause it reminds me of thee.
Making a prayer rug
I broke a needle
who needs a poem
sadder than widows?
Take off your shirt
come read Nabokov with me
I
We met at the railway station that day. For goodbyes. She was leaving for Milan or maybe it was Roma. I don’t remember. Her father worked at the Embassy in one of these places. She could not lift her suite case and brought the food she had left over at home. Tiramisu and cherry tomatoes. We shared it and didn’t talk. The train was delayed.
Five minutes after I had left, she texted me acknowledging that it was the ugliest postcard she had ever received. We’ve been friends ever since.
