Text Messages to the Long Distance Groupchat
let’s retire together. watch the
sun sink from our homes lined up
in this suburban american way
that we used to scorn as our hearts
sink in our chests. we’ll listen to
marium’s music (meticulously tuned
guitar and some wrenchingly
teenage lyrics, new love under
ancient indigo skies, ‘new and
ancient are interchangeable here,’
a look bleeding over the shoulder)
fall in love over and hate over hate
and over love again under new
indigo skies, listen to gwen philosophize
over the dao (worn book at least
sixty years old drenched in decades
of midnight flashlight, baptized
monthly with tea and coffee and
every drink we weren’t there to
drink with you), let things take their
natural course.… Read the rest