Woman -
approximately 60 years of age,
her face reminds me of peanut butter
dolloped like candle wax with thumb
prints where a brass seal should
be.
She is top heavy in her newfound beliefs.
Her voice is thick like crude oil n'sometimes just as dark.
There is a popsicle stick quality to her posture.
She laughs the way thumbs hail for cabs.
Man -
approximately 25 years of age,
has a face like the tear in the eye of a sad penguin.
He is soft in the way a new mattress is soft
which is to say quite firm, but one
rarely mentions that prior to
purchase.
His voice is also thick, but thick like
the sugar milk
at the bottom of a bowl of
corn flakes.
I like his eyes when he smiles.
They feel like hot water and 5am showers.
His laughter is a drone nobody
else knows how
to use.


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