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Jul 2020
clothes
unpacked
all over the
hotel room;
we sit at the
coffee-table
chairs in early
morning, and
quietly reconsider
our plans to go
for that walk.
coffee *** on
the quiet table;
ceramic cup
in my hands. i
look to see if
i can tell what
you really want.
you talk about
the views from
that place we
planned to go to.
i ask if you
are sleepy.
you β€” dressed,
with shoes
and all
look at me β€”
dressed in
a blanket.
wavy steam
from the
coffee ***,
soft buzz
of the air-
conditioning,
downstairs
your car in
lamplight.
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