I wish you were here
same place my love? same grand central? same eye contact?
same grimace, doubt, assurance, you make me, i make you
so yeah too: wish I weren't here
not without you making sense of it for me and ours
wish you were here every day EVRY hour
EVRY glance glimpse everywhere I now look
"us compiled" for 37 years on walls in closets
you drilled into me thanks
thank Jane thank Georges thank your family's kitchen drill team
thank your intolerably miraculous siblings, mates, Fab, J-C, Toma
an exploding map of love pressed across so many cultures
well done, with a sloppy side of gratitude
many times today
and tomorrow unknown
there's hope
there's no hope
there's