are you thinking about me? / by Dahlia Dandashi

are you thinking of me?

the saxophone

is swooning us

through the radio.

i am melting

and i can count every second

that your cologne sinks into me.

everyone is yelling over the music

drunk and spewing puerile comments...

but not you.

i can feel you tense,

do you know?

silly me.

it was only a brush of the hand,

it was only a brush of the hand...