I’m supposed to be dressed right now.
Showered, hair blow dried,
make up on.
Ready to go.
My face is
washed
my feet,
dirty.
You were supposed to
hug me
but you are doing
a radio show.
I was supposed to
listen but your voice
is too loud and your words are
too many.
I will lie later
say
‘I loved the songs
the insights were insightful
You’re a natural
the next ira glass
She’s the next
sarah Koenig.’
You’ll be too happy to doubt
I’ll be too tired to care
I’ll say thank you for the shoutout
You’ll forgot you never said my name.
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ad hoc 