It would be about us
except we are boring. I know
what you think about things. A person
has only so many cards in their deck
which makes them who they are.
I haven’t seen you in years, but I’m not interested.
I know you’re flipping through cards
I know already, over and over again.
Unfortunately life limits us like this.
That’s why men and women kiss
and go for walks by the sea.
Together, we escaped you.
Together, we made an end of me.