SweetSour

I remember

forearm

bracelet

adorned

cotton cuffs

black trousers

handsome

hellos

highballs

oysters

bubbles and

story

cigars and

Burgundies

twilight

and daybreak

Egyptian cotton

ironed by

body creases

I

now know

good-bye

bitterness

weighted

heaviness

loves

anguish

your

back

disappearing

into

night

why are

hellos

so sweet

and

good-byes

so

sour