Christmas in Hawaii

February 27, 2010
Maybe you didn't talk to me
Because it hurt too much.
Too much, maybe,
Yes, that must be it.

I was always on your rooftop,
Following birds and---
Putting things around their feet---
Small things that didn't matter to anyone,
Like the mumbled things
Said in my sleep.




These things
From your walls
And closed doors:
S l o w l y,
Afraid to move too fast
And losing it
All inside
After opening that Christmas card.

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