You’re on!

You’re on my mind,
smoking. I can see you inhale the hit,
and you’re so surprised when it flows out,

you cough, & laugh, & I’m asking if
you’re fine, & you’re nodding, saying
‘yes’ with your nod. I laugh.

***

Oh God, what Hell am I in that forces Heaven
hard on my mind, & with such consistency?

Remembering you in time & place, where & when;
I wait for it to get better, nothing works for me.

Your goddamn windswept smile haunts me all days.
How many times? Let me count the ways

you stay on my mind.

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