three colors blue

i was listening to voices like radio static,
ears perked like an antennae array, and I turned
the dial to as soon as you could hear.

I was asking, will you marry me, and I knew
the answer was sharp as it ever was. No. are you
a fool? Are you foolish? The answer is always no.
And I said, of course, I just like to hear you say it.

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