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He used to exhibit total disregard, utter unawareness and nil
\nworry for the emotions that poured like raw honey into
\nmorning cereal in a blue ceramic bowl on wood slab table
\nsitting near the spoon in shafts of early light.
\nNow he is closed like a mortar locks in.
\nHis mind porous as rock but theres no tellin
\nwhat lies in such miniscule holes.
\nI climb thru brambles to set against the cool white
\nshed, looks out on winter beets and cabbages.
\nThis summer my new neighbor gave me a watermelon
\nhe grew so chockfull of seeds, black ones,
\nas well as white.
\nThere was not a centimeter of fruit unadulterated
\nby the buggers!
\nIt took right near an hour to rid the pink tumid
\nflesh of them, so I cld finally pour what was
\nleft of the fruit into my first bottle of gin
\nin many years.
\nThree mugs in, I texted him.
\nSaid, \u2018Boy, I think I cld fall right in love.
\nGot magic spells? A tincture? To make sure
\nI dont?\u2019
\nHe answered, \u2018Careful girl,\u2019 which I took
\nin my gin beams to be flirtatious. So
\nmany sheets in, I did not see
\nthe yellow lights or cold coffee
\nof my future
\nwhen Id be so consumed
\nas to forget
\nto drink while it was still hot.<\/p>\n

~ Bree<\/p>\n