Archive for March 9th, 2009


I’m Writing This To Say

I took your
J Crew sweater.
I let myself in with
The key I thought
I returned.

I guess you were
At Starbucks when I opened
The door

Sun shining on your favorite
Blue pen and the very gray sweater.
(Forgotten like the key?)

Forgive me.
Your sweater was
So warm and
So nearly invisible

Just the way
I wanted to feel this morning.

[For A.B. with much thanks.]