sometimes
i find myself
smiling
despite everything
yes, i do
Shorts
“How much do you remember?”
“That was the night
that we made love
impossible.”
Regrets, Budapest
I saw myself terrible once in the reflection of your honey speckled eyes.
You said I was drowning then, too:
Stumbling in the gutter; drinking new love, smiling young bliss;
sniffing the glue of an incomprehensible universe.
From here…
i watch the days
drift away,
like so much trash
upon the sea.
Scene:
She reminds me of wildflowers, of gardens
burning.