Really, Really Wish You Were Here


The arm chair is arranged.
The putti readies his bow.
Crystals concentrate transparency,
reform it into something seen.
Shake your salt and pepper words
across the lacey table
near the window
where there is just enough daylight to reach into
your eyes
so familiar
and promise to tell me
only the true stories.


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