Yo u Wo r r y

Mathew Anthony Curtis


in the passenger’s seat

about how dinner went:

if my family thought you were clever

or witty enough for me.

You question your self-worth

because you didn’t get that joke about

chickens,

or the raven and the desk.


I remember once

my own confidence broke and

I left your place suddenly,

you followed to say

it was the party

that was lame.


We sat on your car until morning

spitting sunflower seeds,

saying nothing.