While I was enjoying the trip
My friend was inconsolable
For all the two-timing he’d done
To his beautiful fiance.

At my brother’s lakeside house
The lake was acid-trip frozen.
The crest of every wave remained
Exactly where it crested.  

I looked over at my friend
Who was now sleeping.
I was too far into being to sleep.
I was eternal and living it, in the moment.