A Macintosh in Hong Kong
Could it possible be you? Another
College perhaps? Another cultural
Absorption? Part of me thinks you
Dead - awaiting me across the bridge
Sweater in hand - I hear it is cold
There even though the sun shines
Is the lemonade at least tolerable ? A glass
Will suffice - to tell the end of my
Tale - a deep blue, a sky blue, hazel
The color of wings on a bird - lost
In the abyss - see perhaps only half
A glass is needed - then you can tell
Me yours - and show me the color of
The new couch