something about cuffed flannel jeans—a crease at the knee

the unfolding didn’t bother you the way it did me

i sat for eternity and shuffled cards like destiny

tears dusting the table (a mere coaster for your sorrow)

we looked into each other’s eyes

hunting irises for promises of more tomorrows

a hat askew so the seam sat behind your ear

careful hems dictated ripped up cloth

haunted sheets and silvery tears

we met on myrtle

sold secrets like flat brimmed hats

i’d have given more than a penny for those thoughts

i’d have left behind more than what i thought i lost

did the scars make sense?

did the hurt taste heavy?

did you chase after me with fear or malevolence?

look for me in the dust

look for me in that empty subway seat

find me in the loose domino you left in the hall to rust