As Is

Vesta

Come, Vesta, to live in this beautiful home.
Come with warm feelings of friendship.
Bring your intelligence,
Your energy, and your passion
To join with your good work.
Burn always in my soul.
You are welcome here.
I remember you.

 - Homer

Penpals

I have something
inside me
that is
vestigial
and tickly
something that is
kept in tundra
and permafrost

where you can dip in

and make a refrigerator

out of mostly peat moss
that not even the wolves
watching you do it
will later
nose around

that's my
vestigial little organ lined up floating
on the windowsill
golden!
in the afternoon light
with the pickles, and beans, and jelly/jams

really
its my happy thought
for today

being my own organ
past due
catching up with you
huddled and cuddling
underground

swimming and swirling
in lit up
preservatives
I'm smiling at you through
the glass, the distortions

that keep us apart, airtight. I never
mind them. kissy kissy
kiss, no hiss. Only then,

good

night.