Friday, November 5, 2010

Antlers in the Snow

I've been spying on the drunks
(tonight I'm not one of them)
from my
living room window.

I put the kettle on and
wait for it to sing

the slurred banter runs from the street
into my kitchen

I get out my favorite
black mug,
the one she left behind
and squeeze half a lemons juice into
the hot Red Tea.

National Geographic is on the television
at 2:45 am. It's an hour long special on the Moose.

I have been sober (and sane) for 4 nights now,
while it seems
the Moose has for his entire life.

I sip the tea, I wait for rest.

I've been thinking of you,

Just so you know.

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