9/22/12 11:10am – 9/29/12 4:15pm
to speak in chime
i look for her face almost every time
keys touch one another to speak in chime
they signal her arrival to a room
before i catch wind of her perfume
they’ve robbed her the element of surprise
they’ve trained my subconscious to recognize
when she rings that bell water fills my eyes
to drain my salivating brain
i look forward to these experiments
of romantic keys & catching scents
simply because they hold within
my masters return for me again
they hang from purses that have come & gone
they have always been & will go on
to chime whether i’m so forth and so on
or another he eventually