High School Girlfriend


Way out there in Seattle 

damp and musky greens under gray 

perpetual clouds and rain 

conscious stream of interior 

voices from back east 

seep into cellar dreams 

 

remember that ruined 

estate your mother's lover 

had back in the Jersey hills, 

the Thanksgiving that never ended 

the ride back to town 

 

parked in a cornfield 

crisp as new ironed sheets 

in slow kiss