I met my husband onstage
through a series of nostalgic bops
that, with each bass note,
vibrated my entire being.
closure included a mad dash to the metro
abundant with fangirling and complaining that my feet hurt.
Mass confusion ensued–
which trains were leaving when?
an even bigger confusion–why was the train *still* sitting still after 15 minutes?
Sometimes the universe surprises.
I laughed aloud
Unable to reach the top bar on the train, vertically challenged.
laughter continued with each lurch
suddenly–making me lose my balance
falling backwards onto my friends.
You and your friend sat quietly
observing the spectacle
eyes crinkled and brilliant smile
pointed in my direction
like your long, outstretched legs.
One glance at the floor revealed the most intricate cowboy boots I think I’ve ever seen.
best bars in the area
reciprocated all too well.
It couldn’t have been
more than 10 minutes
but in that time
I saw the approach of our final stop.
“Will I regret this?”
walking off another face,
a mere blip in another’s existence?
I felt it come from within:
“of course you will. What is there to lose?”
The lunar eclipse is in full swing
And the wind is bitterly cold
as I fight to keep my keyboard alive
with wit and spontaneity far too long on sabbatical.
I wake up
at an ungodly hour
for coffee that turns into breakfast
a stroll along the wine aisle
as Shakespeare dominates the conversation.
Before departing I stood on steps that made us even.
Something out of a scene of an 80’s movie in New York.
Just even enough.