Your hair tied back into a bun. You were never very good
at them. It's already coming undone. Bright red strands
liberate themselves. This distraction is most welcome,
because I wasn't prepared for this when you made the
call. I wasn't prepared at all. Driving back to my place.
Your voice inspires uneasiness. I back off from your
attempt to embrace, because we have a history that's
filled with violence that your glossing over can't erase.
And I wasn't prepared for you to walk back into my life.
I keep my jaw frozen and locked up tight. When you're

this close to me, I don't really feel very safe. I keep
the door open and leave lots of latitude for escape. I
truly admire you, I do, but it's different now that
you've come to stay. I think I like you better far away.
You're curled up on my bed, you're surrounded by
photographs of situations long gone and dead. You're
smiling at me. You're twisting my memory. You think that
I'm so easily led. But you weren't prepared fot this when
you made the call. You weren't prepared at all.

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