in you,
she tells me
on the phone. i thought
you were smarter
than that.
but apparently i was wrong.
i say nothing,
listening,
as i do curls with a bar bell
on the floor.
i set the phone down,
and do some
sit ups.
putting her on speaker
phone.
i can't believe you
sometimes, she says.
you're not the person,
i thought you were.
i knock off a dozen
pushups, then go back
to the phone.
what's wrong with you,
she asks.
you used to be so rational.
you sound like you're
out of breath,
are you okay?
yeah, yeah, fine.
just working out, i tell her.
just exercising.
so are we going out later,
or what?
i begin to do twenty
jumping jacks
as i wait for her answer.
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