chronologies
of all the men I okcupided
you were the one\who stuck
out
like a sore thumb
or a marked difference
it wasn’t your voracious
or kinky appetite
every page has them, hidden in multiple choices
it wasn’t your feminist tinged
misogyny
reversable clothing of a sheep-wolf
or stoic-damage-burned-at-the-stake-man-who-needs-love-and-hates-love
everymen.
what was
it?
you reminded me of songs I ever listened to, especially 2 years before I ran away from home when I was 12 or 13 at Blimpies on Montague street
every pang that electrified my body from then til forever
and when I go back to memories you are in them even though you weren’t there.
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