If you let someone love you will they wander off?
or side tracked,
like I did when I was three at the market?
a tiny ivory elephant was
the square of soap that smelt of sandalwood.
My loves, my treasure.
If I am someone’s
will they leave me?
to fall through the cracks
in the back seat of a purple station wagon
and maybe they will remember me one day,
maybe they will remember me fondly.