2 PM

2 PM

You joined the Navy

even though I asked you not to,

and I wondered if the sea

is different to people like you.

What happens to your lesbian girlfriend

and your pet ferret

when you are on a boat?

Do you see a lot of whales?

Are you afraid of war?

I’ve seen a lot of war

in the movies,

and have read a lot of words

that didn’t stay with me

in any significant way.

When your aunt died

I cried by myself in Glasgow

and remembered when she stuffed

olives with anchovies

for Christmas Eve dinner.

I said I want to help people

Dad said he just doesn’t see it

I’m too self-oriented,

no offense. I say I prefer the term

emotionally curious.

I wore brown pants

the day you asked me

to marry you, as a joke.

You said,

I can’t marry a woman who

can’t  sew on a button.

I said,

I understand.

But, let me sneeze in your mouth

I can do it on command,

that way, we will share our insides.

I wore my brown pants that day

I spilled ketchup all over my legs,

soiling the linen.

Its hard for you to understand

not getting up before noon

and why for some,

the world is a sensorial horror.

You knew my friend well,

the one who practiced life

on the computer:

sims or chat rooms and shit,

walking around virtual parks,

playing house, leaving bed.

Sweet mother of God,

the sky looks so beautiful

at 2 PM,

unusual.