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

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.