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between
yes, between

————- in black
in grey
red

an orchard grew pianos
silver keys like
cathedrals

she said
I’ve been living with
this polyamorous couple
and I swallow an advil
forget what drink it is

she said
I’m trying to get right
healthy
do you know what I mean
and I’m thinking of
my throbbing jaw
and how all I want to do
is say
my jaw hurts
why do you think that is
but the music is low
and I’m blinking too slow

she was quiet
and I had a tissue to my lip
from the cold

she said
you’re pessimistic
aren’t you
and I said
don’t you hate all I hate
because these nights
are too bright and too long