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Oct 2016
Your laughter is everywhere
The napkin sticks to my hand as I pull away
I reach for my glass of water that is weeping and take a sip
Lemon seeds
You say that you're stuffed and half drunk so we leave
The air is cold on my razor-burnt cheeks
First date of the new year
After 2 hours and wine my heartbeat has returned to normal
I ask about fears
You, about regrets
We walk along the bridge and then it dawns on me
A neon sun burning behind my eyes
That I have never felt like this
I watch and worship the way that you do everything different
Than the way we are supposed to
I look at you
"Who the **** raised you?"
You smile
Reaching with your right hand into your bag you say
"Life and laughter are a given, but neon is the nicest way."
You pull out a CD that got you through Kansas and give it to me
I walk you to your car
It almost doesn't start due to the cold
I wish it hadn't
You drive away into the cold, city air
I get in my car and continue to drive
Searching for something other than love
Lighting the darkness with neon in the nicest way.
Cath Devoid
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