once or twice the sunshine
but mostly the rain, which
dramatically anesthetizes
but i wanted to tell you
something – when i was
seven with chicken pox
i had a dream
and you were in it
i knew you would be here
suddenly, as if
all our skulls
open up to heaven
and are filled
with our favorite
winery
and cable car bells on
powell street
ladybug umbrellas
with cleared-up skies
oh, sky
and you
drinking up the bay
this very minute
a collage
of all of your most
beautiful poses
my brain
is in heaven
an airplane
floating
rainless
through blue
jetstream
