"Summer: Three Poems"
Summer: Three Poems The man starts stripping upon arrival in the room and I feel something has gone wrong Hayashi Amari Though he rises to his full height, I am taller by an inch. He does not come back for a second kiss. On the train I look away after catching his eye. He gets off without giving me another look. He is putting away his laundry when I arrive. Let’s get on with it , closing his drawers.