night thoughts

To Evelyn Lau

the sound of cars
on granville cloverleaf

is soothing
like the sound of surf at night

(what silly word this  surf
more apropos

that is  the beating of the shore

back in the bedroom
you flicked off the light

here in the office
I have turned a page

to write
about my quiet disbelief

your claim that
simply put you can't recall

the painful words you told me