cloud water under which
she holds a peach
in a black and white
photograph that
will hopefully live forever
found in a future foyer
behind television and tile.
time stands still
in the thinking fields,
so put "Free Outdoor Show"
on my tombstone.
missing New York fucking City
and you.
as a lone ant walks
across my iPhone screen,
while I lay in the dark
of my daughter's bedroom,
looking at Instagram,
at the peach photo,
and then considering
the ant for a long moment.
that's it
for now.