I wasn’t hungry for anything

perishable     beautiful face     hello     I’m calling

with my mind     like we used to do

I ask you to buy liverwurst but

instead you appear on the platform

for a train in the other direction

hello     hello     I’m talking to you

beautiful face     you have the most

exquisite ghost     the sheen on your jacket

I had forgotten a moment

we no longer get surprises

I summon the fog     I was only kidding

only your warmth      only your furrows

and dark cuffed pant      hello      it’s me

this is me reaching out      to tell you

I’ve created the perfect ghost

he is heading toward that place