Traded ocean views for a haunted house.
She seems quite content
with her decision to leave. "I don't hear
the music anymore, floating across the bay
from the restaurant". She called on me
to visit once, when our heads were buzzing.
Loud and light. We walked onto the porch
and wondered about the neighbors. "I don't smoke
but I do tonight," she said. And I told
her how funny it was to be there.
I had wanted to know her, even before I tied
her to a song title. And the lyrics
were unkind, but true, and I thought
you would appreciate the gesture. You did.
We like to play silly games, a back and forth,
'cos we don't know what we mean. Or want.
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