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Standing There
I was just seventeen
Trying not to be mean
When I saw her standing there
Is she terrified?
I am
I brushed my teeth four times
Back and forth, side to side
Even upside down
Yet the foul is returning
My deodorant is so damn unpredictable
Was that a whiff of skunk?
I’m sweating
It’s not hot
She is
I’m not
Does she know that I’m plain?
Yes, plain
Dry toast without butter
Marshmallow minus cream
They say women are from Venus
I, supposedly, am from Mars
Could someone build a spaceship?
Maybe we could date on the moon
And gradually come down to Earth
That sounds romantic
No, wait. Corny
Corny is bad
Like my deteriorating breath
She is fidgeting
Or maybe just exercising
I am not athletic
I bounce the ball
And then watch it roll away from me in disgust
Yes, the ball had an opinion
It mocked my efforts to participate
Doesn’t she do most of the stuff I do?
Just not as noisy or smelly
Is there common ground?
Why are we on the ground?
Many magnificent wonders
I want to talk to her
No, I don’t
Talking is dangerous
It demands sentences
Verbs connecting nouns
Yet I need to communicate with her
Hand signals are out of the question.
And unfortunately, spontaneous making out is rare
Some sort of interaction is required
I wish my dog was prettier
Forget I said that
No, promise you forgot
I like girls
Even when they’re women
I just don’t want a mother
I have one
I will savor the unique experience
Why doesn’t she talk to me?
Maybe she can’t talk
A deaf mute
Why does that interest me?
Did she just check her breath?
My God, we do have things in common.
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