Thursday, November 22, 2018

Don't I know you
From somewhere?
Somewhere nice?
Somewhere where there's ice in the tea?
Where people use napkins and handkerchiefs?
And blink twice for yes,
And three times slow for no, or maybe?
Where cherries always get to be on top
And lemons fizz and candies drop
Like cuff links off of starched, white shirts?
Don't I know you
From church?


-jenn

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