We didn’t meet.
He’s in Australia.
He drinks white wine.
They make good wine in Australia now.
I drink red wine. I like full bodied.
He writes prose that makes my tendons echo.
I can’t hear him laugh.
He laughs often.
He’s slapping hands with mates at a pub.
I think about words, their tendons.
He writes poetry, it has tendons.
I have the tendency to not see. Like blindness.
We are too far
I will laugh
He will make me laugh
On a keyboard
The comma is enforced.