He still looks for his face Which she didn’t imagine    Or
could not find    Or forgot and she imagined something
else    As a yarn caught her eye    As a bus did not come
As an understanding between two people    One has a red
jacket    The other crosses his arms



He looks for his face which should be everywhere    He
should be someplace Where she finds him Regardless of
where he walks Back if she remembered    Storage units
go unclaimed    And the papers    And the mail    Where is
he at