May 22, 2010

ancient







send me a love letter
anonymously.

nobody licks stamps anymore
and
pens are not chewed
so much.
iike those older days.

wish i could go away with you
on a silent road trip

listen to light on my wrist
for an hour

while wind
pushes your shirt
onto those back muscles

i love.



maybe i sit on the ground
and you
far, far...
like a stick figure

i take your picture
and wait
while you watch
sun set.