We met on the afternoon of the last day of class
You split a stick of gum and asked me to your ---- house
Under the ceiling fan, the corners of the world came loose
out of the humming heat rose the sound of the passing train
 
A Fall afternoon we spent with wine and your cat
watched TV till the outside went black with the
light from your neighbor's house brightening your blue walls
I whispered into your neck exactly how it felt to be
 
Alive
 
Then with the first snowfall I spent my day in bed
trying to remember the last thing that you said when you
left for your old parent's house in New Mexico
driving west all night just to avoid the snowfall
 
Alive
 
Now's it's June and the salt from my lip tastes just like your kiss
E-mails when you second guess your sorrow on the hissing
phone lines are dangerous and I hear the distance.
I'm listening to the radio and thinking of your dress
(cello )
Get up and fix a glass of tea with fresh mint.
 
Alive