Poem 49

a star shaped bag

from bar to bar

we waltzed

along the tram lines

i bit your lip

it bleeds

the envelope arrived

bringing news from

those etrurian places

of comfort 

the shirt barely hides

your happiness to see me

on the court bench

she sat

with the map of the past

now, useless

my nails rip your flesh

scratches on your back

one cobbled street 

becomes too many

under the archway

a shadow 

your mouth is white

from yesterday’s delight

five flights of stairs

an immaculate set of towels

from the balcony, we gazed

the silver river

now, it’s my turn

my back is sticky

from you

and wild, so wild 

those things

the window is opened

i’m cold 

the kettle whistles

breakfast time

my hand on your thigh

don’t do it, you said

the morning paper

unsettles me 

must go, to the park

and back

in the dark

playing cowboys and indians 

by the water we hid

until it’s quiet

the next day,

the red stain is missing

it never happened

yet, it did

Poem 48

i garden

you sea

hey, amaze

me

such sadness

like a frame

of an animated movie

the clock that

runs backwards

went forward

i should have

been there

but the fever

come

prostrating me

whilst

the chocolate fudge

freezed overnight

and the flowers were

thrown

to the lark

passing by

farewell

Poem 47

If there is money

There is!

Do you have a bag of it? 

If so, send it over

And then?

I would gamble it at the Casino.

Or did you thought I would re-release the record?

And then?

I would invest in the Stock Market. 

And re-release the record.

And would buy red sandals 

And then? 

I would marry a Sailor

And visit Prague 

And would play the tambourine

And then?

I would plant a cherry tree

And swim on a cloud

And would run with it

And then?

I would comply, but No

And, instead, sleep

And would photograph a memory

And then?

I would write a song

Yes, that song

And the band would play it

And the dogs would bark

And then?

I would ask you "and then?"

And spiced the leaves 

And would take the train

And then, you would ask me,

And then? Then, ... then, I would go

And smile and be me