The Fall & The Summer

I.

I will be here

Tending to the weeds

And always looking towards the ivy

For black smoke and autumn musk

I’ll seek you by the fireside, when the

Leaves have all fallen

And the world is still and brown

I’ll bring you a mug and meet you

In wooden chairs we will sit

And smile and talk and laugh

And I’ll probably cry,

2.

I am your red jumper

Wishing I’d be stolen away

My passport is packed

I am a broad stroke

Prepared for nothing and ready, ready

For everything, on a cool day in LA

I am right here still standing

A network body in hoop earrings

Waiting on the sidewalk beside a red car

I am the dirtiest thing

My breasts are green

The sunset in my eyes is orange

I am not small in any ways

But there is a subtle ness to my spirit

An eastern sunrise in my smile

I am a bottle on the nightstand

A Leonard Cohen song stuck between my lips