I wish I remembered more of you.
There is not much to say here
except that your eyes were clear
your taste in music excitable
and infectious–but second guessed.
Oh here’s something more!
Your tattoo misplaced–
shame to the man who exchanged
a hundred impotent dollars (euros?)
to scar the lower beauty of your back.
Listen, don’t you think it’s time now?
To stop escaping our everydays
You to [...]