SUMMER

...and any outside
cafe on church street will do

for watching people.
keeping amused as the martini

i'm drinking plays a game
to find me;

cold.
warm.
warmer...i drink it slow.

the dry vermouth
has a sense of humor
and a personality all its own.

unlike the owner
of those perfect breasts
the corner of my eye flickers to.

it's a good martini
and i'm being judgmental

less bitter
though just as salty...

i'm always thinking of you.