Thank you friend for the
wine you commanded for my
taste, thank you friend for
the roof in the rain—thank
Another glass of milk, another
birthday with the smiles of dusty teeth
quenching for thirst. Pack more tobacco.
Pack more steak. Make us fat—give
One day all of my dreams will
be made real and the stars
will be in front of me.
I spent my whole life wanting
Looking through you—your blessed soul
Are you real? Are the stars
somehow a part of your imagination—or
a part of mine? I feel as though I'm