a girl i always match with
we message and forget again
like an annual abandoned game of table tennis
a girl who likes moustaches and real men
a bear not a butch
looking for a koala in a bird aviary
a girl who once fed me french fries like a baby bird
it was in a friend of a friend of a friend’s lounge room
we still laugh about it
three men
five men included with a woman
my ex
your ex
everyone else is at the end of a highway
little poems 