and in the heat of texas summer,
you wore three shirts
in various shades of blue
your hair was thicker
than i anticipated.
and you thought for a long,
very long,
time before you spoke
i thought it was just my memory,
but that photo i took of you
proved
that you did,
indeed,
have unusually long fingers,
about the length
of your small black notebook.
you drank a lot of water,
but never ceased drinking whiskey.
you always said yes.
your smile
was quite literally shocking
and your belly
was softer
than i anticipated.
you
were softer
than i anticipated.
and i suppose
all of this thinking of you
has worked me up into
some sort of energetic tizzy
that has traveled across this town,
but you just called me
43 minutes ago,
and every part of me
is still buzzing
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