I held a shape and it became a ship
Some days she is barefooted, looking up,
and last night the weather was bearable
and I slept.
As if remembering a beautiful woman
I saw you, like a video,
rising from the water.
How are you feeling?
How could you do this to me?
How do you use the DVD player?
‘You know,’ she said, or I heard her say,
‘this won’t always work’.
A cloud passed over, and then under.
‘This is my body,’ I thought,
and felt immediately ashamed,
as if remembering a beautiful woman.
A car door shut,
and I considered what she would look like
through a television.
Remember: love is a sea becoming waves
and then just water and then nothing.