& pepper packets
into my pockets.
sit on the steps
and ponder, like
philosphers
or
friends.
analyse the air
for all that
it is worth.
eat ice-cream
((drink latte))
and make
aimless circles
in our heads
watch the sky
dissolve into
darkness.
while the waves
make champagne
against
your toes
we scribble
declarations
of love
in the sand
drop to my knees
from laughing too hard
streetlamps with
light so soft,
that we could be
in paris.
& i don't remember
ever seeing sunset.
trap my thoughts
under a smile.
because without you
there, i feel
happier times ten.
when you regard
yourself
that way,
i wonder if
you have
even an iota
of introspection.
but i should
push you away
because you are
just disaster
just disaster
nothing more.
never get around
to feeling tired.
never get around
to saying what
i think.
& i never
got around to
calling you
tonight.