who is cute
little
missing my
man and knowing no thing
never share
his dark side
only ask
about mine
dream of
looking at photos of us
freckled
with stiff hair on a stone bench
two
scarecrows your face the freckles
becoming
holes like a hockey mask
but your
glow like
still eyes,
rose cheeks, wax
blurring
out like I tried to paint your face
but it was
too small in gray oils
I walked up
a stoop into an apartment building
and the woman out front with her dog
picked up her dog and turned away from me
to hide the fact that her dog
picked up her dog and turned away from me
to hide the fact that her dog
had no head
just a graying stump
leave it a
mystery
the photos
of us were on an iPad
