amphibi.us

when we left the bar
everyone had vanished

it was only
7

it was like god
had taken
everyone but us

the sun
should have
been out
but it was
dark like
midnight

and as we
drove back
to that small
space
we had
wrestled
from the
world—

the space
where we
fought
dreamt
and
fucked,

we stopped
at all the right
traffic lights
even though

there was
no one
there
to
notice

© Bill Winchester, 2012