sometimes

sometimes I don’t feel you’re good
for me, he says

good enough, is what she hears

like that time
all the times

in the trailer on the sewers
with a yard that had to be dug
up every summer
so that nothing could grow

she also hears what he says
just perfectly as it is

without any pretense
I don’t feel you’re good

I don’t feel
I don’t
sometimes

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