Friday, October 13, 2006

I remember thinking it pathetic
The way I smelled your pillow
The way I ran my nose the length of your mattress
I thought myself a fool
Because it was not only your sweat
Your body odor
The desperate stench of morning
The imposing sun
The creases in your sheets
I’m idiot because this was not created by you and I
But by you and another.

by Jon Melamed


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