It’s just



because now
the ants were never in my head until
then and these cogs need lubricating
too whirring in faster agitation.

Now I want.
in four years time there
will be four years placed here
again, now.

It’s just



if I remembered you and of
your mural I

can’t imagine not sitting
in the kitchen on
the floor, now.

Now, the similar
scene in
“Mona’s” bed
room.

(I do not
know Mona.
I did not
meet Mona that
night.)

It’s just



Now there isn’t
a cure for
the

spine warmth you
gave me

and the base
of my neck is

on fire.