a lost poem

in a copy of a friend's chapbook I found this. I inscribed it to that friend with the date "11 june 85." I have no other copy of this poem. in fact I have no memory of this poem.  but it's obviously mine.


A SUITCASE OF
WATERMELON FOR
BREAKFAST AFTER
A ONE NIGHT STAND

swimming among the
seeds I touch your
porcelain foot with
my hair
               & wake up