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dump out last night's coffee, rinse, pour in new. i see you always walking away, your back to me, cellphone to your ear. the shadows of the bones in your wrist. the strand of hair you absentmindedly keep pulling out from under your phone. tailored shirt, bluejay songs, slanting sunlight, pool of cold coffee glittering toward the manhole cover. Etheridge foundry. Wings of tiny insects flashing. eat an apple, walk to the fence to toss the core toward the river. Make a wish. asking Angus in my mind, if I love you because you're beautiful or are you beautiful because I love you. he sits eternally facing left, crosslegged, smoking the second-to-last cigarette of the day, and smiles instead of answering.