You lost your Scarf

I love your old scarf
lying on the ground
somehow,
it followed me
through 6 jobs
and 4 different houses
like a lost memory should
I'd like to think
you'd packed that scarf
away for me
you wore,
smoking cigarettes
on your porch in the cold
escaping walls and tv's
to talk about god
or the world

Mike Brande
8.23.07