on the back of a Kiefer postcard
of a painting you said you liked
I drew a map of home
Tasmania
with your face sketched on it twice
penning your name
thank you > sorry
as constant as whatever you like
my name
I hide it in the book you read all week
you’ll find it on the plane
we’re being grown up when it matters
saying goodbye in the rain.
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