I'll meet you
In the Rothko Chapel
We'll get a private view
I know some people
It'll be no hassle

Fourteen
Big canvas
In various black
We could stay there all week
We might never come back

Or as long as we can't take it
Raw emotion

Mostly dark

Go out through the emergency exit
Into the
Surrounding
Sunlit
Verdant
Park.

In the field of barley
Yellow sun purveyed
A static record of crickets
Light breeze lifts light linen dresses

This afternoon I thought about
teaching you to paint
The dust sheets flew in the wind
And upon the nettles
danced sharp cracks of white plaster
Blue shadows pooled out across the lawn
And I think I loved you