what a conundrum growing is
it just occurred to me that there was
no caution sign with flashing lights
warning us of the dangers ahead
as we sped forward with fervor
going 99, our faces to the sun
i don’t like to reminisce
the memories are blurry and fogged, yet
a handful of vivid images play on the horizon
just yesterday we were downtown
our shoes claiming miles of pavement
diet mountain dews and a nikon d3000
just yesterday patriots park
was a hazy escape of cigarette smoke
and laughter under starry, summer skies
just yesterday the river glittered
just for us from our solace of a shady tree
on the bank as frank played on the radio
and then i blinked
and your words tug at my heart
as bitter sadness flows freely like
twin rivers from your green eyes
it’ll be alright, go pack your suitcase
leave the laundry and the dishes
i’m on the street with the engine going
in the getaway car and we’ll fly west
to the blue coast with an old nikon d3000
and let the stars watch over us again
and the speakers remind us that
“we’ll hate what we’ve lost but
we’ll love what we find”
so even for just one, tiny
thrilling, ephemeral moment
pretend like it was before
without a thought for regrets or heartbreak
just give me one more second here
before i have to blink again
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