gatsby (a poem)

I hate you and love you

like I hate and love myself.

just look at this mess we’ve made. 

we went out in a boat

I rowed and you watched the green sky

beating, against the current,

against against against—

just look at this mess we’ve made,

Daisy,

my Daisy Fay

just look just look and then you’ll see

I can’t do without you, you see.

I killed Jimmy

I made Gatsby Gatsbier for you,

and now, and now—

well.

beating against the current still, are we?

slowly slowly slowly

wildly

the green sky and the green sea are all calling

quietly

your name.