First published in South by Southeast 20:1, Spring 2013, page 3. Originally written 7 April 2001 in a workshop facilitated by the poet Ellery Akers. Also published in True Colour (Redmond, Washington: City of Redmond, 2014), a book of my solo rengay.

silent gallery guard—

his suit matches

the Picasso

where the oak branches used to be

clear sky

a shared taxi—

now I see

the colour of your eyes

flowing from your fingers,

drops of the ocean

no longer blue

after the breakup

I sing along with the blues

still in my vase

your handful from the garden

of faded jonquils