One day
later
who knows
what
stops you
you’ve come into this bookshop
looking for youknownotwhat
steamy novels
books on food
or for
Me
Remember
Us?
Here I am
marks and sigils
my hand running over paper
(whose body now)
You lift me up
turn the clean but scripted pages
Stories
of Another
Lifeinyearsandwords
See these words
For You only
You
and yes I know you know
although I can’t be there
again with you
we’ll get to the end
of the book and poems
in this empty space
Somehow
t/w/o/gether