O.M.G.I.M.Y.

IT WAS THE FIRST DAY OF 

YOUR NEW JOB AT THE ART GALLERY

ALL THAT MORNING

I'D BEEN BURNING TOAST

AND MAROONING BARELY SMOKED CIGARETTES

ON THE EDGES OF ASHTRAYS

MY WHOLE DESK 

WAS LIKE THE BREAKFAST TABLE

OF THE MARIE CELESETE

I WAS LOOKING FOR SOMETHING ONLINE

BUT FORGOT WHAT IT WAS SO I 

CLICKED THE LINK TO YOUR BLOG

YOUR FACE

WAS ON  THE SCREEN

NEXT TO A YOSHIMOTO NARA POSTCARD

OH MY GOD I MISS YOU IT SAID

I MISTOOK YOUR HONESTY 

FOR SOMETHING TACKY

THE REFLECTED SUNLIGHT OFF THE WAVES

BUT NOT THE DEEP BLUE AND GREEN GREY.