picking this postcard

I recall what you told me

about Mondrian

that he hated green

so deeply

he cut off friends

who disagreed

remembering this is

almost to be with you

passing through

doorless openings

to locate

a familiar piece

the truth is

it is simple

but it must be arranged

on trains

I always think

of you and how I read

that Piet although

he hated green

was moved by

rural scenery

when seen from

a moving train

but only because

of the way

the telegraph poles

intersect the landscape

yet this is only

a recollection

of what his friend

thought and that

itself in writing

to another friend

see how we must

cut away at the world

till we get to the fact

get back go back

directions are

a sort of simplification

if you follow me

to a room with

a vacant bench

and a masterpiece

it is basic primary

it's simple

we must find

ways to meet