GRAY PIGEON ❋ Gregory Zorko

together
early morning
eating cereal mix
in the park by the empty fountain
you pass me a peanut
then a cashew,
then another peanut.
and i realize
that i like the way your voice sounds
through 4 M&Ms.
you explain the plot of a movie
while i wipe crumbs off my leggings
and watch a bug crawl to the center of your star of David tattoo.
i don’t think anyone released an album this year
that is better than listening to
hungover people
walk home in light rain.