Poughkeepsie

I know you as just a name on an exit sign
passing by on the GW
with the big city playing peek-a-boo in the background.
You sound dough-rolled and childish
bending out of my mouth
like you didn’t fit in my head in the first place.

This might explain why I blurt your name

everytime I see you, smiling like a child

playing with sound.

--2007