Hello
was doing a weekend with J but now we are back.


we could have been naked
driving for the storm slate ahead
photographing postcards
for our children’s
children
napping in the mobile
left with your family
futon
fiesta wear
blanket & oatmeal
on my arm
ride home
long since
I read your obscure parts
& neck aloud
or any poem
toward the lighting
my parents let me
shower under