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there was a little thought

as we parted

it floated away with

your exhaust and tail lights



as you pulled out of the parking lot



i wondered when i would see you again

i wondered if as well



i thought my phone would ring

my mind was filled with resignation



as it always is when

i see you pull away



and i was thinking the only

pink slip i would like to see

is something you slink

across the bedroom in



after the art opening



after a couple glasses

of wine and a lot of flirting



from our perspective places

in a room of conversation



in a world that isn't ours

quite yet