CROSS EYED

Sticky pineapple with whipped cream
I smiled to the side
You were just a man on the street
Wait, there were two of you
The double columns at the Teatro di Marcello
Raw tip of the tongue
Feeling the third one at the back
And my smile was sideways
Really high on one side
Sticky sweet
Cross eyed in the heat
You were just a man on a train
Wait, there were two of you
A whole landscape
Cypress out the window to eat
I wasn’t even watching honestly
Sweet and high on my side
Like a child slain by Apollo
Just a bird with its mouth open
In the field of Mars
Feasting on those three days of tears
And you were two
The double arches of the Carmentalis gate
Triumph and disaster
Climbing the altar of my smile
Feeding me pineapple
Sacrificial and cross eyed
The third one at the back with cream
Right off the menu