Objects in Mirror Are Larger than They Appear
That beautiful girl on a bicycle smoking a cigarette:
her library books are due back
and her boyfriend is starting to ask himself if
he ever loved her, although he knows she has tried so hard
to stop making those feathery cuts on her forearms. See how
the ashes of everything
slide into their easy disguise as sunlight. See how
her backpack zipper winks like it can’t keep a secret.
Death and envy are back on the loose! They are ducking behind
each bulkhead and pile of leaves in their falling-off clothes,
reaching limblessly out to the tips of all they are not
allowed to touch.