i halfheartedly looked for you

in the grocery store


i keep thinking i'll see you
choosing from ten thousand tomato sauces

i sometimes think about your angry mouth

i wanted you to know, i listened to the message you left
over the summer
at least three times before making my decision

do you remember when we cut tiny speech bubbles
for the people in the toile wall paper?

"do you want these apples?"
---"no"