this is just to say too; or, Banana Chair Sunrise

there’s more to say today
than this is just to say
you ate my sapid plums
and left a snarky note

the icebox floor is full
of such stuff like flowers
by the sea and chickens
by the worn wheelbarrow

the tupperware bowl empty
of fruit now holds hearts
still frozen stiff and hard
as pebbles goose gizzards

washed in the gutter
of the sink puddles
but this is all just to say
Please dump the trash today

i’ll be in my garden chair
paper and banana coffee
watching the aging sunrise
aghast at all your ghosts