How to remember a past year.
How to,
commemorate citrus burns and
the use of a pocketknife to cut pineapple,
and cutting pineapple,
and eating it on sunny, uneven brick paths.
How to--
channel the extravagance of buying blue moons
from a local, local bar on a strictly dishroom paycheck.
How to
describe, being in the backseat, amidst new faces
amidst familiar songs and then stopping to observe
obscure insects that glow.
How to!
be without, pure two-wheeled freedom
on a path, proudly engineered and purring
toward a destination, marked by green.
Being alone,
so happy and so sweet.
How to?
The same "sweet relief" with honey,
on the same, quiet deck-porch-room.
Even when it rains.
How now?
Eyes, and oxytocin.
Late, late meetings.
Early morning greetings
and taking a liking to.
