I spent the evening
drinking Maui, smoking chocolate mint cigars,
with a slice of coconut cream pie
balanced on my lap
.
It was the plates that gave contrast
Dyed blue and iridescent
in the Christmas lights strung,
while saved from the season,
upon my tilted walls
.
A skeleton hung from wrappings
of holiday decorations, tinsel,
fragments of ornaments
I had always determined to use as collage
but never did

The smoke was blue to contrast
the light and darkness alike
(perhaps that was the plate
holding up a dish in the sky,
like L.A. juxtaposed, a scattered night)

I want to make a collage of all the lights
spent in paradiso, of the open night,
cars whirling by, making streaks of the road

I want home, fragments of happiness, of poetry
spent in long evenings and warm dreams
Reminiscing, writing remembrance
Now we simply have to be
in remembering things of last instant