So whas goin off inside your head

she raised her startling always fuckin startling he could look in them forever glacier turquoiseblue eyes to him

                                                                                                          What?

Inside your head

                    You paused to say something  Then you went away

laugheddidnt cover her mouth  enticed him

                                           Was I gone long?

Thad be subjective

                     Time you were gone might   I do not believe  woud be relative to mine

    You may have been gone years

I enjoyed watching your face work

My guess  Youd gone to the past

You’re a sharp cookie, I had.

Appeared good musings  memories

Yes.

       Fond.  Very fond, lovely.

Very good

             Ja

I’m . .

. . No apologeez  Please

                              You know me better

Yes I do.  I was remembering bits and pieces of my marriage.

                                                                  Funny how memory fuses things out of sequence no rhyme or reason leapfrogging . . . years sometimes.

One of the best things of memory  its random appearances

Random. Yes.

                    Did your loveyour marriage, have a price?

Price

Off the top of your head, not involved, not gobsmacking.

A price   paid or a cost   its production

    I hadn’t thought of it that way.

                                      Bit off more than I could chew?

No

      I have an idea  You    Since you asked

My ambition.

                I played second fiddle to his, but I’ve no regre . .

. . Which are worthless

    Yes.  Yes they are.

Cost me a sperm whale rib

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