how i learned about time travel
shamrocks and heart stops,
you froze time in the middle of my shop.
you lingered behind,
“i’ll make you mine”
i whispered as i checked you out.
trade minutes for hours
and i’ll bring the flowers
when we meet for cigarettes and stout.
but i talk in circles
because you’ve got freckles
and i crumbled before making a plan.
so i came home
to write this poem
and stumble over if’s, then’s and can’s.
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