by the “byes,” and quietly

I write on the check,
“solemnity’s wild.”

who says this?
I do.

a halfhearted nod
to saccharine deductions
confirming
all bedtimes
were never set in stone.

“Est. 2009.”

It wasn’t my favorite year,
this isn’t my favorite street,
but I find myself at the stop sign.

kicking a styrofoam cup.

regretting these watermelons
I didn’t say goodbye to,

and paying for a phone line
that scissors bit last May.

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