She was beautiful, I’ll give you that.
She regarded me with hostility.
So that was all for you.
She was into you.
Afterward I was watching the water roil down the drain.
I was wondering how it turned so gray.
From the shower head, washing across my body.
And turning gray down the drain.
I saw you some years later in Brooklyn.
Donna Karen dress and Prada pumps.
You were with another guy.
You were angry.
You didn’t see me.
He looked just like me.