Aftersong For Adrian

up on Clement’s we could see everything we could see the stars an elevator door opened and took us to space where the answer was yes so we bought that bouquet wrapped in the news and brought it down to the girls none of them thanked you or even smiled mother always said to count my blessings when I'm blue to count them and I would be happy again before I ran out of fingers idleness always drags me back to the sound back to the weather and to watching you sulk awkwardly framed in a life you didn’t choose having been so faithful when your ship comes in through a golden morning harbor be there in advance with your identification and baggage