Pavement is usually on after 10
on work nights.
I'm shirtless, the fan
on setting 1.
My nipple hair is pointing north.
Talking about
We're asking questions
and getting answers.
Her left arm is across my stomach,
and 'Kennel District' comes on.
She leans her head onto my shoulder
and says, "I'm glad we talked."
My laptop screen is a white
void in her iris, pupils big
like a beaten dog limping,
then coming to rest on tree roots.
I don't think I said anything
and Steve Malkmus says,
"Why didn't I ask?"
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