fraikuesday

i drove home alone,

turning up the radio

for some company.

* * * 

‘what sets us apart 

from animals, cold blooded?’

‘ . . . ironed shirts, i’d say.’

* * * 

‘well, what is she like?’

‘impossible.’ ‘how is that?’

‘she knows i love her.’

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