My Perfect Life-

(For Eddy)

My perfect life.

Dreamt somewhere south.
Centre stage, left. Enters him.
My perfect life.
Imaginary encounters, train stations and posters on walls.
Imaginary cups of coffee, morning rituals, teeth brushing, three eggs on a pan.

Omelet.

My imaginary lie.
Ten thirty, shower time. Ten fifty four, pot of fruit, tv time.
He sits, he tries, he rests his head, he sighs.
My perfect life.
North Williamsburg of somewhere impossible.
Your nest. Your head. Against mine.
Your heart. Not here. Not awake. Now.
No, not now. Not yet.

Maybe. Now?

My perfect life. Was it?

Spanish lessons  before bed-time.
Orange juice. Berry. Elevator. Taxi ride. Theatre making. Love making. Not. Now.
My eccentric lie. Lies ahead. Behind.
Cold breeze, cold hand. Cold stare. At a glance.
Rule of thumb.
If it doesn’t happen. Now.

My imaginary. Perfect, misused life.