Heysátan

We were not that way to each other
that way where you have
small names, diminutive expressions of affection
your nakedness perhaps called
a little cauliflower or something awkward like that

We were not very much to each other
just something frank and silly, frankly silly,
So I can’t really ask you what this song means
we’re not even electronically acquainted
(how old fashioned, to only know you in person)
I only recognise the words "Massey Ferguson"
which were once to someone else
words of affection –
awkwardly like that

We are no longer that way to each other
so I try not to over think it.
Kjartan Sveinsson says it’s about
the happiness of dying after a life well lived
and I want to die peacefully
having lived life perched gracefully between
the poignant and administrative.
I look for love in
my credit card bill
frequently dialled numbers
a familiar departure gate
and the hope of fresh haystacks.