Hand me an apple and an orange
perhaps a champagne bottle,
full of course. For my party
you can take a few pictures
of the things I will wish to remember
and please make a cake that remains uncrushed.
So I can keep it in my bag uncrushed
and when I reach for my pen or pencil, the orange
Happy Birthday icing will stare me in the face and I will remember
You. And when I reach for my perfume bottle
the little rabbit and squirrel pictures
will dance around my fingers, like animals that like to party.
And next year when nobody comes to my party
and my heart is crushed
then I will remember the pictures
you took last year in the tungsten orange
light as you gulped off the last of the champagne bottle.
I will smile and remember.
The next day you will call to say you just remembered
my birthday. Ask if I had a good party,
that you are busy now with baby bottles
and making your new husband strawberry crush
pie. You will tell me you’ve picked orange
paint for the nursery, and you want to see the pictures.
You will hang up before I say I have no pictures,
no memories made to remember
because you were too busy picking orange
paint, too busy to party
to make some uncrushed
cake and finish the champagne bottle.
Only interested in baby bottles
and baby pictures
baby food to remember
to hand me an apple or an orange.
So ill bottle it up and try not remember
burn the pictures of last year’s party
you crushed my heart choosing paint that’s orange.