and of your etcetera.

I haven't been writing enough in this this semester. But here's something I want to work on; an emulation of "my sweet old etcetera." guess what it's about. :-P

you left your etcetera
on my pillow this morning
(nuzzling into it
i felt it
tickle
my nose)
and it woke me up at
8:00 alarm buzz alarm buzz
and i dreamt of
your eyes knees freckles
smile i see behind closed
eyes
but you were
gone when they opened.

soon
when you are here, atl
2
9
5
2
miles from me
donde ellos hablan una lengua
no lo mismo
recuerde:
mismo
is not the language
but still you and i
and the pillow
and the curtains fan sunshine freckles
and your etcetera.