impossible
to know what anyone is
thinking,
especially her,
so you guess,
you put your finger
into the air
to see which way the wind
is blowing.
you sniff
and stare, ponder
whatever words
slip out
from her lips.
legs folded, arms
tight against her chest.
she doesn't show her
cards very often,
but when she does
turn the last card over,
you know
it's going to be a
long long night.
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