the understanding

I still didn’t understand.

Pushing your glasses up,

You looked blankly at me from across the table.

I turned to look out the window.

A bicycle with a flat tire leaned against a blue mailbox.

Rain fell slowly

As I turned back to look at you.

I saw in your eyes

A taunt that hadn’t been there before.

Life is always very lonely

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