Monday, April 2, 2012
You get your mail here, but you’re usually just visiting.
I figure you have faded jeans and over-bleached socks
Spread over hundreds of miles by now.
Envelopes pile up in neat rectangular rows,
Waiting patiently, more patiently than me really,
For you to stop being wherever you are and be here again.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
She was from Venus;
He was from some other place.
She asked questions and prompted responses.
He stuck to the basics and issued orders.
“It’s getting cool outside, right? Should you maybe take a coat, you think?”
“It’s cold. Take a coat.”