Emma sent this to me this morning and I was so moved. Isn't it just wonderful?

I wish to stand on your rooftop, to stare into the moon’s face and see the reflection

of my eyes in yours.

The seconds blink between our waking hours to confirm, to who,

that we are separate people. 

If not just figments of each others imaginations,

then born from the contents of the autumn moon’s ashtray filled with coffee grounds and lotus seeds mixed with turmeric and dill.

A moment passes for us to catch our collective breath as tomatoes turn into apples

rock hard and fallen, soon to be drilled empty by the ground

eaten from the inside out. 

Time cries from the clock on the wall, stopping every eleven hours to steal a sip from my cup and spit it into yours. 

The sky will again turn clear and the stars will crack into thousands of pieceslike white hot coins to replace the sun.And we will dance together in the glistening shadows of a placewe’ve never been before. 

Noah says he wrote this months ago

a beautiful flower sprouts in thin air &

I offer you a million cigarettes 

in exchange,

can you remember my touch and something sweet I said.

Then, after suspension,

I’ll find myself on the ground

Laying on warm clay,

patting my chest,

singing your name like a tune from a million years ago,

in the gentle rhythm of yesterday

“Remember me,” is my prayer for now

I am returning to you 

I __ed you, since yesterday 

The Interpretation of Dreams

9.

I was writing to you because I was waiting for you to email me. You emailed me.

My letter quickly digressed from you to me. I apologize for my lack of attention. I am missing you. Do you think I miss you so much because I’m drinking coffee with sugar?