Time Travel

Do you remember that one time,
when it was a birthday of yours,
and we got so terribly drunk
and so terribly happy
that people began
to ask us if we
were insane?

And, what I
do remember
is laughing wildly
while you caught on
to the edges of my coat
and grinning, told them the truth.
That it was a wicked brilliant night.


4 thoughts on “Time Travel

  1. lly1205 says:

    Makes me remember some ebullient nights, nice work!

  2. Igirit says:

    Really really lovely, Slok! I know you probably didn’t write this one for the literary merit, but I’m loving the style!

  3. Aww! Thank you so much, Soms! 🙂 And, good guess. But, I think angst is to literature what sugar is to dessert; not essential, but always sweetens it. heh.

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