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he left behind
an empty bottle of
dr. pepper
and a copy of the Montreal Mirror
open to the page with
ads for transsexuals, massage parlors,
and sasha's sex advice column
for a woman seeking
breast implants.
i fell asleep on the pillow
where he didn't nap
on my couch and woke up
at 2 a.m.
thinking that it would be
nicer if he left himself