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Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Chance Meeting With An Ex-Boyfriend
Yesterday I saw you
on the street in front of my house.
no nostalgia, no self-pity, no anger,
no way to say circuitous affection.
your eyes are beautiful, but
opaque, blue sky hiding stars.
we both sported our weekend scruff,
wine bottle in my pocket,
friends on your mind.
you may think me solitary
but that's just the headline.
I don't think I fit through
your pupils anymore.
on the street in front of my house.
no nostalgia, no self-pity, no anger,
no way to say circuitous affection.
your eyes are beautiful, but
opaque, blue sky hiding stars.
we both sported our weekend scruff,
wine bottle in my pocket,
friends on your mind.
you may think me solitary
but that's just the headline.
I don't think I fit through
your pupils anymore.
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