Sunday, September 5, 2010

St. Lawrence Giustiniani

I’d like to talk

about something else--

like the light that never

flickers enough, those clovers

with only three leaves.

can we discuss the jar

of honey you keep

under the bed?

the way you step

into the shower?

I turn over and there

you are, flushed and

curled towards the wall.

You cannot see through

any of these bedroom windows.

No comments:

Post a Comment