When back in Hawaii, I feel it better with you. North of the Eggs 'n things where I puked. The grass could be so darndest. Smiling only to attract the bugs. Just because & only then...Could you smile. The leaves smacking air into my lungs or was it the hybrid, that lept with such oomph. Looking at my shoelace until It's been a while. Cig running ruin into brain, counting looks at your hand. & I, without a plan. Sometimes you spoke. Of dreams rampant, organs bearable in confusion. I only wanted to say hello. Standing on the stern, peering out over harbor. Getting closer even though You knew. Through trees, peering into your eyes & much colors that never threw...concern. Just Closed. & fine. As if the the view of you At North shore anew. Never arrived