But Not French Cuffs

Why is your plaid so misaligned? You’ve

pinned your Shuffle on your collar–which

seems odd. How old are you? I watch your wide

Russian face shift slowly as you read. How do

you do? How do your eyelids hold up such

prodigious lashes? Are you listening to

Peng! 33? Doubt I am so lucky. Your golden

hair falls so fine, I bet it’s softer than mine. What’s

your stop, oh are we almost neighbors suddenly?

You know, your veiny hands betray that

you’re older than you look. Mysteries abound.

I watch you mark your place–a library receipt.

If I asked any question it would have been–what is that book?


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