Saturday, August 16, 2014
The sun shines down on me like rain.
I feel the beat of your heart next to mine.
Shadows fold like daffodils.
My heart is ready inside my chest.
Everything is for the best.
Let’s see your heart-at the hospital,
You are getting ready for chemotherapy.
I have found that I like to write words
Of poetry on my lawn. I sense the coming
Dawn. It rises in the west and settles in the east
And I don’t have any other idea to meet with you
Than to meet with you at a coffee house.
Where are you? I can’t find you in the dark.
It is quiet here. Our lives are quiet. I am quiet.
Everything is quiet and more than the same
Than yesterday. So many people. Not enough
Time to talk to you. I wish I could talk to you.
My tongue hangs from my mouth like a panting dog.
I am here. I am not far. Don’t worry, don’t worry