I WANT TO THANK YOU
for unbottling my aged Mandarin with each 晚安 / for cooking me these sardines / strewn on a
beach of rice, their eyes still intact / I want to thank you / for carrying that basket / of all my dirty laundry / here, I’ll take the right handle and you take the left / and we’ll bring it to the sea / I could stand with you and watch these silver tongues / drag against the shore all night / but Morning also wants to come, so / forget it, don’t bother, just drive me home instead
