Listening to Love
by the dash board reflection
of sunlight filtered
through my Buick wind shield
waiting for High
Me to emerge
from some medical office
affiliated with a hospital
in Oberlin
recently renamed
Mercy

Her real name
though perhaps more prosaic
is easy to figure
if you’re halfway familiar
with mangled Spanish

But this is 2011
not 1966
Love has long
since disbanded
and I arrive home
to find a letter
from an attorney
representing the hospital
notifying us he’s moved
the court for a default
judgment

Still ill
I call it despiadado
merciless in English
recall I forgot
my CD in the car

And she asks
Where’s the Love?


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