Six Month Anniversary with Vermeer
Ava C. Cipri
smoking on your studios deck
after sex
taking in Pittsburghs skyline
thinking about Vermeers View of Delft
composed in an attic
high up like this
panoramic view; more than topography
more than
steeped March clouds
& Im waiting it out
finishing this cigarette
counting down our days
just before
my hand tracing
the 1800s World Map
taped to your wall
beside us
in bed
my promises sketched out
in longitudes & latitudes
how I spoke of Antarctica
our bodies lost in all that beddings wool
and now praying let this be where it ends
before the terrible & distrust
again, I dream of my winter death played out
those lines from Roethke:
churning in a snowdrift
until the headlights darken
the finality of it all; the quiet that I seek,
just like Harper Pitt from Angels in America
retreating closer to Antarctica with each little blue pill
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