I dressed in white. I
listened to the piano as if
it could bring him back.
In his voice I found tears.
In his voice truth.
I woke at all hours to
hear her whispering his name.
I lay on the sidewalk,
my head in a stain,
and let the people step over me.
They were all going
somewhere else. They couldn’t
know that I was in
my John Lennon Period.