Beatrice

Beatrice ...

i think i'll just sit
and consume
lobster
dipped
melted in butter
alone on a beach


I don't think this switch
is on or off
without knowing first
if this lamp is on or off
to begin

some rock and sand
sea grass hiding me
concealed from reality
a four letter leaf
alone on a bench

Beatrice ...

I think i'll just sit
and consume
more

in my mind

alone
on a beach
walking
she stands
by the perfect sand
palms and body to the sky

everything is perfect
in heaven

until you see her
and
you know you are not
perfect

nor is heaven
without her