Driving along
on our anniversary
I say, “talk to me,
so I feel like I’m
in a relationship
instead of a truck.”
I can tell by your
face you want
to steal that line
and tell not to.

Later, sitting on
the bench
like old people –
and enjoying it –
I say we are
watching
the big movie.

You like that one
too,
and ask what
the earlier line
was, but by then
we have both
forgotten it.

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