HEY (an excerpt, 2013)

TRUE LOVE

I saw your twelve paintings yesterday

on the subway. Also, at the grocery store.

I saw them in the sky being attacked by

a bald eagle–I thought those were extinct!

I bought a book on ecology to find out.

When I opened my wallet, as to purchase,

I saw your twelve paintings in my wallet today.

And then they all flew away. I see them when

they’re away. And when they’re there.

It’s funny, but sometimes I think I never really

don’t see your twelve paintings everywhere I look

and then I realize I do, I do. I know I always will.

Until you paint them. Extinct is a made-up word

that comes from nowhere.