Archive
Archive your phone calls 55.14 and no work comple-
your three pink blooms chin-collarbone
Archive your 67-decibel ha ha ha ha
your just under a month till you come home
Think you thighs like a farmhouse
you arms like a living room
Think you body move oceans
you small but move mountains
That Monday gone you left me wanting
gone you crumpling ironed collar
That Monday gone your lips unpetaling
gone dead gone you said and said
From here on in will you watch the news with me
and will you buy coffee oranges and milk for me
From here on in will you be tomorrow
will you will you will you