as
I
read
her
stories
I
kept
looking
back
at
the
photograph
of
her

how
soon
we
forget
oh
how
soon
we
forget
I
thought
oh
I
thought

you
wouldn't
know
how
I
feel
unless
you'd
heard
roy
sing
blue
bayou

cool
and
sunny
the
mountain
snowy
the
rainbows
came
after
the
rains

I
buy
the
bottle
of
wine
because
there's
wild
horses
on
the
label

I
feel
kinda
depressed
today
so
I'm
imagining
your
kiss

the
pond
where
the
mallards
live
the
rook
that
preens
his
feathers
in
the
rain

that's
the
thing
about
life
and
death
i
said
it
just
keeps
on
happening

baby
I
love
rock
and
roll
so
come
and
take
your
time
and
dance
with
me

- joan jett & the blackhearts

while
the
day
goes
to
sleep
there's
emoji
kisses
from
my
phone
to
yours

the
great
river
gave
itself
to
the
sea
and
the
clouds
watched
with
the
sky

how
I
want
you
to
touch
me
in
the
late
morning
early
afternoon

I've
got
drunk
on
your
voice
in
the
doorway
I
was
sure
you'd
come
back

-anna akhmatova

I
held
the
book
carefully
and
with
great
care
it
was
a
treasure

it's
again
ava
gene's
the
panna
cotta
with
the
pine
cone
syrup

whenever
I
eat
clams
I
think
of
alice
in
wonderland
I
do

I
like
my
eyes
in
that
picture
because
those
eyes
were
looking
at
you

ten
years
ago
I
found
myself
in
reno
marrying
my
best
friend

the
poem
was
about
her
but
I
was
certain
she
wrote
it
for
me

I
wanted
to
fall
into
the
photo
I
cried
because
I
couldn't

the
little
brown
birds
pecking
for
bugs
in
the
mossy
grass
in
the
rain

the
way
she
says
you're
my
one
true
love
one
true
love
makes
me
believe
her

we
played
vinyl
while
he
lay
there
dying
because
it
would
make
him
smile

they
are
leaning
out
for
love
and
they
will
lean
that
way
forever

- leonard cohen

he
never
read
the
paper
it
was
only
good
for
starting
the
fire

tell
me
all
your
fears
dear
and
let
me
kiss
each
and
every
one
of
them

give
me
your
melancholy
so
I
can
destroy
it
with
my
hot
love

I
rarely
notice
the
city's
lights
but
today
I
totally
noticed

I
want
to
protect
you
let
me
I've
always
wanted
to
be
your
mother

I'm
stepping
through
the
door
and
I'm
floating
in
a
most
peculiar
way

- david bowie

his
words
let
the
children
use
it
let
all
the
children
boogie
so
right

you
could
look
into
my
eyes
under
the
moonlight
this
serious
moonlight

-david bowie

when
he
referred
to
her
as
his
wife
she
looked
into
his
eyes
so
nice

i
ain't
no
goddamn
son
of
a
bitch
you
better
think
about
it
baby

-misfits

I
could
listen
to
her
voice
all
day
and
listen
to
her
voice
again

granny
adjusted
her
wig
I
had
never
seen
her
do
that
before

she
said
I
can
explain
sex
in
a
minute
but
death
I
can't
explain

come
to
my
reading
tonight
I'll
say
the
things
I
wrote
real
sweet

the
man
stood
looking
at
the
photo
of
the
banana
for
a
long
time

the
sky
was
all
white
with
a
little
bit
of
orange
like
after
it
snows

we
made
love
in
our
snow
house
in
the
dark
with
our
tongues
and
our
legs

I
felt
mad
with
passion
the
orchestra
buried
itself
in
my
chest

the
music
made
me
drunk
mad
with
passion
I
dug
my
nails
in
my
palms

crystal
gayle's
sweet
voice
and
these
cold
windy
winter
nights
by
the
fireplace

we
meet
and
recite
poetry
it's
very
dead
poet's
society

baby
it's
cold
outside
none
of
the
animals
are
leaving
their
nests