One for the road
He said
But it wasn’t one
And he wasn’t ready, either
For the road
Hours turned to minutes
But it felt alright
The cold, the hot
The supple ease of conversation
With no consequences
Only finding new ways to agree
All the lights got dimmer
And went out
As a new crowd came in
Too green by double digits
He ran out of room
Out of words
And out of there
Before the last drop
Hit the floor
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