color i ask her
as we meet for a drink
for the first time.
green she says.
what about food, what's your
second favorite
food?
fish, she says. no, wait,
maybe pasta.
okay.
and your second favorite
position if we ever make love.
huh?
what's wrong with you
she says.
i'm not telling you that.
are you nuts, or something.
i'm just trying to get to know
you. i'd like
to know what makes you tick.
is that wrong?
she gets up and puts
her coat on.
you're leaving already?
the calamari hasn't even
come out yet.
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