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Rhymes - 24. Timing
I met him
First,
In between episodes of a disaster,
A haze of strobing lights on a night
We dedicated to forgetting.
But daylight broke the dark
With a glaring blindness
That branded me with
New scars-
-the second time we met,
I smiled across the room,
Wondering if he had
Remembered the night
We were strangers.
But tired of wondering
I texted a number
With no last name attached for -
-the third time,
The drunken stumbling
Filled out into an endearing
clumsiness as he tripped
Approaching:
A sheepish grin.
And as he rolled his R's,
Sharing healed over scars,
I drew closer.
But as we lay together,
He wielded his objectivity
As a shield,
Drawing distance
From any more than flesh.
So weary from the weight of recency,
I refused.
But still, months later,
I wonder
If he ever let anyone close
Enough.
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