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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


John Smith


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Blue Shirt

for Joey

I was ironing my blue shirt for work when,
out of nowhere, not an image
or something you said, not even your name,
just a feeling of you, after so many years.
And I cursed the iron for being time,
and the shirt for having something to do with spring.
I was desperate for anything to blame
for forgetting you,
anything to pull over my shoulders
and button myself into.
I was ironing my blue shirt for work
and thinking how little it mattered now
to anyone but me.