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It was late when we talked
and too drunk to be of use
to either one of us.

Oddly you said, and ugly,
stumbling mumbled and lost,
and when I smiled you tilted
sideways and moved your mouth along.

I never did see your teeth.

I heard a little and only little more
but I remember
when you said and I remember
that there is now,
and still, there is now.