Lending a bit of Love

I gave your book away

‘Weegee’
a gift of borrow
and I sub-lent it to an Italian man
called
Ezio

As I walked away
from that dark street
I hoped

I hoped
he wouldn’t damage it
smear the pages with sticky fingers
wipe his nose in it’s
vicinity
or spit on the cover

I hoped
he didn’t habitually pick his ass
while relaxing
without realising

I hoped
he wouldn’t fuck your book over
drop it in a puddle
slam it down in frustration
or
amazement

I hoped
he wouldn’t sub-sub-lend it
and forget to get it back

I hoped
he wouldn’t have sex with the book
although
to be fair
that’s unlikely

Most of all
I hoped you wouldn't mind
I hoped
you wouldn’t think ill of me

I hoped
you’d see the pure act of sharing
sharing love and art and good
photography

I gave your book away
and
I hoped