she smiledlicked her lips

he approved

                 shewolf

Whaya grinninbout  Very becoming

                                                Your dimples are breathtaking

    Thank you.

No  My thanks

                            Whaya thinkin

   You’re a poet.

Poet 

          I think not

Quit.

      You’re being modest.

Ifya knew me better ya woudnt say tha

Then take a compliment, can’t ya?

Compliment

Yeah.

 

Your words.

                 Lyrics.

    Lyrics

You disagree?

Ive no ide . .

. . You paint.

                 From what little I’ve read you exhibitcould care less about exposition, you don’t place characters in settings, they move the narrative, rarely making speeches, talk pointedly.

    They accuse.

Theyre not nice people

They’re people.

                   Nice is a luxury.

You don’t afford nice.

                            Do you?

You don’t.

 

    Im sparse

Lyrical.

Poetic.

    Christ.  Take a compliment.

 

Maybe  From a shewolf                                     

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