burned the coffee thinking of words
to use when writing about you.
(what word rhymes with commission?)
I’m still kinda missing that one night
where we, where uh, well, we watched
that movie at the friend’s apartment who
had the dog that was scared of me (“she
just doesn’t like GUYS”). we posted
up in summer night seriousness and
even though we were stoned you would
flash some steel sober looks at me, and I
left awed, staggered: who’s this chick?
you know, the coffee dripped out okay,
but I still don’t know what details to
add and what to give an omission.