stache

I see that you don’t want to mention her
as if I don’t already know
but there’s no reason to hide it
unless you think there is

I don’t see one as you pass me the cue
as I aim and shoot
and ask you
to tell me about her
and you do
because there’s no reason not to

I hear no regret
but I see your eyes
and I look away like I didn’t 
even you can see that it’s fine with me
and maybe that’s what isn’t fine about it

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shoulders

They were sprinkled all over his shoulders like raindrops from the sun. The shoulders were broad and the raindrops were many and I told him I liked them on the first day we met. But he didn’t remember that; he only remembered me telling him he had a cute butt.