TRACES
The lipstick stain on the wine glass
at this empties bar
looks like yours
which is impossible.
This is a bar
you'll never know
in a part of town
you've never been.
This is where I've gone
to escape you
even after you've left.
This place is my protection from you
a buffer against your memory
and yet
still
you have arrived
in a very subtle form
and I see
even here
there is no escape.
I guess I'll just have to move farther away.
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