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Jason Wang Mar 2011
I remember,

that time I was at work and stole
a piece of marble cake with the thought,
I'll lure her with some food.
I showed up half past nine,
with delight in hand, with a smile in my eyes.

when you met me at the coffee shop.
While they sat by threes, by fours, we sat by two
We talked of typical things, of weather, of  tomorrow-
underlined and underscored and understood.
from the outside, you couldn’t tell.

that time you sat on the passenger side,
in a car so faithful, we knew it well.
and I suddenly let go of the wheel,
you shrieked and I acted-
"my arms my arms!"
I finally coerced you, for once, to drive. laughing all the while

when it thundered and when it rained,
in a blueish green mellow way.
in a whispering loud obvious way.
we sat underneath the front door overhang
and sat.

but.
I'm here and you're there,
so, I can-
only imagine,
only want to remember.

— The End —