After the show but before the babies
And long before we knew we could die
Suddenly or otherwise,
You kissed me for the second time,
Under the streetlight by your apartment.
When you pulled away, you were smiling
That gap toothed smile you never did get fixed.
We would always recognize you, you knew
By the space between your teeth.
Before longing, and long before social media
Could tell me you were gone,
There was a streetlight and me on my bike.
Beer happy and twenty-five.
Facing home.
You OK? you asked and meant it.
Oh, don’t worry about me. It’s downhill
From here. I’ll just point,
And coast.
