Here’s a toast
To the beginning of the rest of our lives
We’ll relish in contemporary high end curtains + urban loft fitted sheets
We’ll speak of sunlight, rain + what to wear to a Company dinner on a Tuesday night in the Middle of May because what’s mine is yours.
We’ll exchange opinions + fail exceptionally at escaping our desire to love
We’ll say words we regret.
I’ll shamelessly sleep on the couch at night more than once.
We’ll play in the garden of the deceased until daylight+laugh ourselves into silence,
We’ll deal well.
You’ll fuel my fire + I’ll fuel yours.
I wonder what our ghosts would say.

Cruising down the interstate
Agonizing flashbacks, raw + detailed
The stench of happiness saturated my ’06 Black Volkswagen
Bathed in Blink 182 + Jimmy Eat World
“Hello there, the angel from my nightmare”
I was invaded by your act of being able to take one’s breath away
But you weren’t present
You weren’t even close.
I bordered on an unforgiving reality
I was just about to inherit that single standing tree.
Like my brother + his best friend did back in ’00