thinking of you, as bright as the sun
maybe despite it all we could
make this work. mouthing words into the
heart of your palm. glimpsing the back of
your stiffened collar, damp with sweat. let me make this
right for you but i do think these words 
will not be enough to hold us both. catching you
align shoes by the doorway shelf the dishes count the 
one dollar coins in your two-year collection and
could we make the grocery list together? this room 
packed tight swelling in summer heat and maybe i care
too little too much to give it all up. remember to bring
an umbrella out and i wish we could stretch this breath have the
first morning train take us away. i don’t think i’ll 
ever long this much again so let us watch how the sun 
touches a cloud, how a horizon line shifts, as we
wait for the rain to fall.