sweet tea: 8/11/06
it takes a lot out of a person to
mark the miles in their mind—

making a mental note of how
impossible hope can be when
it’s all i’ve got & it’s keeping
you dry while i’m out waiting
in the rain

& i saw your face in the morning
mist as it settled between the
concentric formations of another
north carolina mountain range—

but the difference between then
& now is that it’s me that’s
dreaming but you that’s asleep
(not that i would know anymore)—

making up conversations in my head
like it ever made any sense

& not that you ever really knew— i
just wanted to say i miss you, even
after only two days—

even though it was you that latched on
but me that got left behind—

you still make sweet tea taste like a
sunshine-outlined summer afternoon
when it’s all wrong but so right— so,
so right.