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| By the time I arrived at the party,
you were ready to leave.
I had my car and we drove cross-town to your apartment.
En route you asked me about
The Girl
with whom you’d heard I was having problems.
By the time we arrived at your apartment
and found a place to park,
You were ready to fall sleep,
But, since we were still talking about the girl,
You invited me up for tea.
Four years ago, you told me you liked my shoes;
That was the morning I fell in love with you.
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| whither is fled the visionary gleam?
where is it now, the glory and the dream? | | |
| so just like that i forgot, and it was like setting a table for two and then remembering that the habitual no longer coincides with the actual. | | |
| it's calling an empty radio station at midnight simply because you know what the phone sounds like, and because imagining it ringing grounds the image in something and makes it feel more like you're there.
it's stepping outside at the right moment and remembering that you live directly unermeath the flight path of a major airport, and how much you like to watch the planes fly past at night.
it's knowing the difference between the sound your neighbor's air conditioner makes when it kicks on and the sound when yours does, and taking comfort in knowing you're in a familiar place.
it's recognizing that familiar and familial are synonymous, that they are rooted in family, and that the terms apply to everything you can see and smell and hear and touch.
it's listening to a song on repeat and closing your eyes and watching the overlapping film of a hundred shows at just a handful of venues and basements and living rooms, and it's having heard the voices in real life, in conversation.
it's putting on extra layers of clothes to go outside and drink cold beer.
it's finding new meaning in the old.
it's knowing you can call friends at odd hours of the night, and it's running down the batteries on two phones before you're finally done talking.
it's all i could ever ask for and more.
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