Poems

Yellowed

One year one month

Since I was given a t shirt that has

Naruto on the front and

Sasuke on the back and

I know next to nothing about Naruto

Despite having read 28 volumes of manga that I didn’t take in at all

But the shirt was nice because it is

Soft and

Baggy and

From you.

As in,

You brought it from your home

And I was helping you pack and

You had it, brand new, ready for someone to take it

And it fit me perfectly.

Every time I put it on

I think of you and the sushi we ate

And the busses we went on

And going to london and watching you play piano

St Pancras was full of such beautiful music.

And so now,

One year one month later

On the hundredth wash

The armpits remain yellow instead of the crisp new white.