My reflection looks at him as I look in on me if only to see what I look like and I look like a dog-eared book.

Turn a page
open up the cage
and I could escape this chapter.

Laughter in the auditorium
when it should be at the crematorium
when they remember
me.

That won't be happening soon
as the dish said to the spoon,
I am not sure what was being referred to
and don't care to know.

She says,
that's a bit morbid for you
and I reply,
love you too
sweetheart.