The poet is wondering what word could distil the blue of the sky today,
if the jasmine outside the window smell as strongly as they appear delicate,
when the postie will cycle past.
The poet is wondering if there are any chocolate chip biscuits left,
what his wife is doing right this moment,
how long his trouser cuff has been torn.
The poet is wondering if he finished his cup of tea
and where he might have left the cup.
The poet is wondering about the comma of the fourth line and if
it should be a line break. Yes, a line break. No, no, a comma. No,
wait, yes, a line break.
The poet is wondering if he should shave,
or will the regrowth be prickly?
it’s been a while and he can’t remember.
The poet is wondering when this photograph will be taken
and he can put his slippers back on.
First published in Poetry New Zealand Yearbook (2018)