The scene
blessed. And
this to seal
the deal beige
feet tucked
and touching
secret baby
writing by the window
out of which
slabs of yellow
squash trees
in love light heat
day. Get it
right. It’s
a party. No
late August
the summer
you stayed
in here
fighting &
loving your
wife feet
here and
air con pounding
its chest
for days. What’s
the point this
moment of
unvarnished
closeness in
something w
you & no place
else o photograph
love o song
we sing of
being inside
something though
you sleep
& I’m
Green Snap
The scene
blessed. And
this to seal
the deal beige
feet tucked
and touching
secret baby
writing by the window
out of which
slabs of yellow
squash trees
in love light heat
day. Get it
right. It’s
a party. no
late August
the summer
you stayed
in here
fighting &
loving your
wife feet
here and
air con pounding
its chest
for days. What’s
the point this
moment of
unvarnished
closeness in
something w
you & no place
else o photograph
love o song
we sing of
being inside
something though
you sleep
& I’m
all writing
over the
door and the
dog is
close and
staying. Light.