So Mister
long dark long hair
Mister heroin cheeks
you’re back in my town tonight
curing me from everyman
with that sweet charm injection
calm and loving
embracive rejection
this is a funny decade
of love we fell into
stirring two sugars in your tea
same way I did when I was eighteen
in a different hotel kitchenette
nodding, understanding,
handing you the cup
as you tell me you want children
and that’s why you’re marrying
someone else
* * *
--> Painting by Mark Rothko Red on Maroon 1959
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