Mar 25, 2018
“Crossed-over Contrails” When the car pulled up To the curb outside Left there idling, exhaust diffusing through the air Do you remember then The scaredest you’ve ever been? Then what happened? Second-floor window Lit behind its shade Family plot we knew no one had long inhabited In the hallway fell Something shattering Swore you really saw it then Felt like we were younger than on another thought Offering rational reasons that neither of us bought Left to rely on lessons that we had never been taught Turned so colds that day A watercolor gray We never met, my eyes fixed on your eyes fixed on the grave And then you turned away Nothing left to say #petedavis #IGEP #happaxlegomena (at Princeton, New Jersey)