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You looked over your shoulder

Why couldn't you have back dimples?

Why couldn't you stay a little longer?

I should lose a couple pounds.

But I'm not changing.

Not for you, not for anyone.

Stop looking at me that way.

Get me off; you do it too.

Then let's watch smoke

Slowly rise to the ceiling.

That was a long time ago.



I'm looking out a second story window.

There are no open parking spots.

You aren't here, obviously.

The miles between us change.

The landscape rises and it falls.

I lost a couple pounds.

You probably don't have back dimples yet.

I read a couple pages, get bored,

repeat -

I guess I'll go to bed.