[X] What A Beautiful Day We're Having

[Scout Thompson]

What is it we try to communicate to each other
that we can not say out loud, and so we hide it
behind so many other sounds and gestures?

Someday I will tell a stranger, point blank:
"And if I could convince you that everything is
always beautiful, could you fall in love with me?"
Maybe this is all I am saying to everyone, anyway:
even in my small jokes to riders on the subway
or small acknowledgments to the waitress
that the service has been extraordinary.
Once, I piled up the unused butter packs
and signed the check: "I have built you a tower
of butter."

What else could I yell out of car windows
to change peoples lives? Is it enough to drink
Vanilla Coke, the windows down, speeding
and staring at the moon? How do I touch you?

-e.