evolution

[This poem -- along with several others -- will appear in a poetry collection titled Smile Like You Mean It.]

You know,
you don’t really look
all that much like Bettie Page.

(Did I
say that before? I can’t
remember.) You’re much taller.

And, she
had longer hair, with
those bangs. I like yours-

It’s very
40s-socialite.
Olive in the martini, and all.

That’s okay.
Would you still
like to have lunch with me?

[previously]

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