A crude black crayon drawing
could be anyone.
But the only
other significant color
is blue,
in one eye.

Heterochromia, the Internet offers.
Etched in the back of your mind thereafter,
the word rises every morning
as you brush teeth,
just as the
Houston
Marriott where you met
appears in snatches of smell and sound,
as you pour hot water
over freshly ground coffee.

She
registered your intentions after one drink.

The dream she shared
was a vivid depiction of her
complete ambivalence.