talking to you
feels like washing my face
in the shower
now I remember
-
this is what
happens when you love someone
come over
I’ll make you
tuna melts
then we can
hike across the central plains
and drive at
night and laugh and
stop the car only to make out every once
in a while
I’ll point at
cows and say ‘look, cows!’
I’ll point at
the roadkill and say ‘oh no’
and time will
stop still, a sperm whale sleeping.
I think of us
doing trivial things like this
quite often
like a fool
strange.
your being so
far away could almost be funny
if it weren’t
so debilitating
I lie on the
bed, imagine you on top of me
and feel
stupidly human,
utterly happy.
