Drunk Nights

I could be a godess and you

you could be there.

you could watch me drink too much and dance under the moon and her children.

the grass would be wet and cold

my head would be spinning

our hearts would be pounding.

my foot would slip

you could catch me.

and drunk as we are

off youth and cheap beer

we could look at each other

and forget

the hatred we've buried each other in

and the love we swore we left behind

and we could just

move into each other.

but that would only last a second

or a minute

or the night.

when the sun came up

heads would be pounding

and you would be full of regret

and I would be full of sadness

and we'd both go back

to pretending we don't love each other.

so maybe

I'll stay away

and you

you will keep forgetting me.

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