showing the wear
of those easy college years
your blanket once white
has become a grayish rumple of a bed cover
lying underneath
your haggard confidant
i'm pondering all its flaws from the inside
and i must admit
it's growing on me
your face pressed to mine
our legs are interlocked
in a way i'll never see
we've kicked off your old friend again
it's a complete tangle at our feet
for a fleeting moment
this mistreatment makes me sad
but you and I too hot for it now
too high to be bogged down
by sentimentality
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