Your chopsticks hover over my California rolls
that lie configured against the cold blue porcelain;
The table beneath reveals a rough, gnarled grain.
Your elbow enables your shoulder, which anchors
the turn of your neck, which directs your gaze to the window,
outside which stand a twisted tree, a street lamp. Go, go.
1.12.2008
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