The apple.
lightheaded, dizzy
and smoking
in the morning.
and I know
you don’t like
when I do this
so early, so I go
somewhere else
while I do.
bring my first
cup of coffee, my phone
or a book. and you come in;
you don’t mind – talk about
the coming workday
and ask me
would I like
an apple
for breakfast
to go with the coffee,
the cigarette. and I do;
not because
I want the apple
but I want you
to come back here
and to hear you
saying
more things
while you bring it to me.
Seeing the moon in daylight
it’s not uncommon,
but still is a thing
you might note. like birdsong.
a rock – the right rock reaching out
to your hand from a riverbed.
white rim asplinter;
a piece of white eggshell, sinking
so deep into blue. listen –
we were walking together.
the moon was there.
over the city. july
and the 5pm blue.
like pulling a rock
out of water –
the smooth feeling:
fingertip cold.
sometimes they reach
when you see them.
when they do
you do too – look at them.
put them in your pocket.
DS Maolalai has been nominated nine times for Best of the Net and seven times for the Pushcart Prize. He has released two collections, “Love is Breaking Plates in the Garden” (Encircle Press, 2016) and “Sad Havoc Among the Birds” (Turas Press, 2019). His third collection, “Noble Rot” is scheduled for release in April 2022.
