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Three works in progress, like the rest of my life.

STATE BEACH, SUNSET

She Laughs
And says surely you don't believe we can change the world.
I smile, to say I do.

And I wonder, a thousand years ago,
did two lovers walk along such a beach,
and say these things we say.

A SUNDAY AFTERNOON

Drinking champagne from between your lips
After mornings in the sun
The summer my mother died

Later, we would lay in my single bed,
you asleep
My shoulder your pillow

And I, awake
Listen to bits of the songs
Playing on the car radios from outside my bedroom window

It's where I learned to be patient
On Sunday afternoons

THE NAMES

The names they stand
Like a wall between us
Unsaid, but there
Nevertheless

You ask me to say them
An incantation
To break a spell
Purge a betrayal
But how can I say what I don't remember
What I never learned
They weren't names to me
They were the length of a thigh
The curve of a body
The quiver in a smile
The sadness in the eyes

And so the names stand
Unsaid,
a wall
Between what was and what might have been
Still there
Nevertheless