Wednesday, January 11, 2012

tired

he was talking but the words made no sense
jumbled as they were, his mouth not even matching
I noticed his corduroy pants and wondered if his wife had bought them
of course she did because his shirt is green silk
and before her, he looked so bad, really bad, I can't even remember
what he wore, just that he looks so much nicer now
and he stopped suddenly and asked me if I was tired
and I said, yes, I'm so tired and then I noticed his shoes
were new and stylish and we decided it was time for
me to go home.

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