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"Steel-Blue Stare's Remembrance"
by Jeph Johnson
A truck stop off the Interstate
welcomed me all night,
while coffee fuelled my vigilance
I began to write
distorted declarations
of what she once would say,
they seem mildly fabricated
now that she's gone away.
I wear her blues discreetly
though they cover me like clouds,
mimicking completely
others less-endowed
and without a doubt my senses
make no sense at all;
replete of reputation,
impudence and gall.
I suddenly decided
to liquidate her teal
but steel-blue stare's remembrance
remains ingrained so real
and my manic fountain quill
overflows with prose
I've memorized and catalogued
yet tried not to disclose
by praising blazoned qualities
I had no right to know
sitting in a greasy grill
drenched in her indigo.
