I DON’T KNOW, MISSIONARY

I don’t know, missionary

stint of form,

then

I wild

for a bit.

Your ex-reason

is a wire

of remorse

less

ness.

So in the interim

her Tretorns

remained

at her

friend’s

house in Setauket.

We played inside

Monopoly,

20 questions,

I Dare You To

for hours and hours

of years

of

time. It

was almost,

love.