Haitian mango

Here you are vivid and we bite into Haitian mangoes
that cost four dollars each at Whole Foods, and you didn’t know
that was fucking expensive, for a mango. But they are
so sweet and we have to support Haiti somehow.
You tell me that nobody has ever cared about you as much,
not even your mom
and it is not my imagination.
And I will wish that one of the many people, drunk
who interrupted us, would have taken notes for me

I don’t know what any moment
is supposed to mean,
if there are clues, or no clues, or maybe
if I went over the notes
eighty-nine more times I’d find it,
But nobody asked,
and I think it went like this: