Pear Poem 1

picture of you looking in the mirror

safety pin through your ear

you beautiful in a drunk lost lust pile 

healthy somehow, vain 

lines exaggerating  your eyes 

you sincere, you singing 

I met you in an XL  planet Earth t-shirt, 

you Claire Danes jaw Mean Girl stigmata 

amidst the basic bellowing demands 

of  everyone

did you sit down to eat? in the cafeteria? 

what did it sound like when you said 

iloveyou out loud? 

nasal squeak or low rumble 

or sing song sigh?

you probably said it pressed and muffled 

deep into our glossy hair cascades

or earnest gravitas face to face 

a shoe dropping from an April Fools window 

to crack the spell

I don’t want to say that anyone 

lost themselves along the way,

as if there were a way,

but still I'm asking  

is there? have you found it out there

in the garnet black night? 

is it true that we dilute 

just looking for what we already know?

you tapping the window to make everyone quiet

you spreading your arms to taste the sun 

i’m not in the business of holding you said

and I believed you

and it was true