Because

by Craig Cotter

Because
for Diane Wakoski

We were driving
unpopulated New Mexico

no people that is
going north

or some other direction
summer, blue sky

your poetry
taking us
when “Because” came on
from Abbey Road. 

We were driving west
or some other direction
their voices dilating
New Mexico.

You sat beside me
as my CRX flew east

or some other direction
more perfect

than snipping basil
on the poached egg

because we weren’t alone.