July 23, 2022:
Three Photographs
Meta: holding up a Polaroid, subsequently lost, of a beautiful guitar, subsequently stolen.
Perfect symmetry of absences.
Arrival of the anti-heroine, in joy and drunkenness.
Miss La Jolla, 11/4/88: the world is stars and sorrow.
She still glows.
My love is still profound.
Yet still the aura of blue doom pervades.
Love of my life, fat and happy in tall weeds, paws kneading.
She loved me, her entire little life.
For that I'm grateful, and so very full with regret.