What can I say about this poem? What can I say without ruining this poem? If the poem works, if it captures the feeling of seeing that guy, of remembering that night, of fearing my own future, my own potential for aging and for ending up stuck, frozen as I was 15 years ago… If the poem does all that, then what good does a prose description of it do? What good do show notes do, for an eighty-two second episode? Listen, already! You have eighty-two seconds available. Figure out what it’s about on your own.