I saw her for the first time in a long time
Everyone seemed inclined to inform me
Of the precise location she was standing
From the moment I walked in.
Was drinking red wine,
The pattern on her tie
The one on her pants, though
Said she had tried,
But I’d venture a guess
Preferred it like this,
Just a bit off.
Had too many things in her pockets and
They stuck out from her body like
Drawers left open on a nightstand
While searching for something lost.
Had cut her hair in a rather nice way and
When she said,
It sounded like an exhale.
Has that way about her.