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July 21, 2024

Toast




Friday night
maybe Thursday

possibly Wednesday

she proposes a toast 

some people we used to know

a good long drink to them

a toast to people we don’t know

a good longer drink to them

lots of toast, just need some eggs

    some friends come in 

           such good friends we haven’t seen them in years

long night gets even longer

they talk and talk and strawberry letter 23 plays in my mind

bar lights blurry

words get slurry

our ‘friends’ eventually leave

only the hardcore left/one for the road

fortunately, the road isn’t too long

we were going to make love

but now hit the hay/make it all go away

it’s cold and the bedroom window is cracked  

also cracked open

neither one of us gets up to close it

use my trench coat as a blanket

morning comes thank god it’s raining

dark and cloudy, we couldn’t handle sunshine

few more fitful hours we get up 

she makes french toast