A Girl I Like

she has friends
you wouldn’t know this
she tends to a rose garden
the internet grieves her
the internet created her
a constant delicacy
i hope she is protected
here, hungry but alive

Early in the morning, I got my blood taken. The nurse asked me to take off my cardigan. She told me about a twinset she had knitted years ago. She said that it had taken her a very long time to make it. It was yellow, she said. It had an elaborate pattern down the front. She typed things into her computer, took my blood, typed more things into her computer. It was very delicate, she said. It had some lace on it and buttons and it took such a long time to make. Do you still have it, I asked. I don’t know what happened to it, she said.