“Wish We Were Here”

It’s as if
we’re standing
side by side
in a postcard
of the beach
at sunset
you’re wearing 
a lemon sundress
bare feet ginger hair
sailing in the breeze
and I’m facing you
reaching over
to pull you in
and kiss you
and you’re not 

real

I’m not real
the sun sinking
under the sea 
isn’t real and it's 
better this way
to imagine we're only 
two-dimensional 

figures 

photographed
for a postcard 
for sale
at any truck stop
in the middle
of the desert
for a dollar and 
change.
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