don't mind me
coffee refills, chunks of sugar
that won't dissolve like
gaps in the timeline
mediating soundscapes
how they influence flavor
and how they press themselves into
the corners of my mouth
no change for a twenty
no change for a year
feasting on the night
dissolving
the gaps in my memory
you leave crumbs on the placemat
I wipe mine clean
absent nostalgia, like narratives
pieced together
breaks in conversation
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