I told myself I would never do it again
as my body sank into my best friend's bed

"are you okay?"
                 "yeah, you?"
"yep."

the trip home was silent
and the sedan suddenly turned into an eighteen wheeler,
the rear view mirrors sticking out like Dumbo's ears.

we are in a cartoon.
I am convinced we are in a cartoon
and we are flying

             Dumbo could fly, too.

through euclid, and vernon, and lund
we are mute
and we are
happy