03-13-2016, 06:34 AM
One spring the city we lived in was sex,
caught heat in cool, rainy weather
we slept next to a radiator by a window
on the east side
it was our slice of space: damp sheets,
crepe-like wallpaper, orange and yellow
For one whole season, you left your vagina
where I could find it
Later, you thanked me, but explained
there’d been a change in our story
and you left just after all the American Beauties
broke their first blossoms
caught heat in cool, rainy weather
we slept next to a radiator by a window
on the east side
it was our slice of space: damp sheets,
crepe-like wallpaper, orange and yellow
For one whole season, you left your vagina
where I could find it
Later, you thanked me, but explained
there’d been a change in our story
and you left just after all the American Beauties
broke their first blossoms