Guac – short receipt-scrawled poem

dear guy with the vascular arms shopping for produce

you said โ€œheyโ€ in your gray, thin and faded t-shirt that i could see your nipples through

lemon or lime juice can keep guacamole from browning

i think itโ€™s a convention not to lead with an apology

so there you are. iโ€™m sorry iโ€™m not better at conversation

i guess i knew you had everything you needed, but you were interested in me

i should have said something about firmness and let you catch me averting my eyes

these avocados and i have the same thing in common

we may never be ready but weโ€™re still pretty good

with the right spices, compliments you carefully chose

if weโ€™re soft enough to settle and let you know weโ€™re yours