for S.V.
deepwater horizon wouldn’t stop spilling black ink
still wet on our diplomas fuck dissertations
& publications & grad school guilt & we’re still salty
they canceled the ceremony 15-years later we refuse
to donate dragged the damn altima behind the 20's-crap-full u-haul
all the way from the midwest 40-hour work-weeks
& anything goes weekends & salaried paychecks blowing in
like bank account freedom breeze lady gaga
& katy perry & ke$ha playing our ipod wedding next to the aegean
is it still the same shade of captain ben’s blue
over-charges for all-you-can-drink drinking too much no hangovers
if there’s a beach to catch & I know there are people we haven’t seen
since then our nimble backs slept on a fold-out couches
& leapt off cliffs & I didn’t wake you when I heard
they offed bin laden & you were pissed prince charles at georgetown
on the balcony our hands dismantled blue crabs
like shell-cracking machines can you believe we used to
dress up for halloween my first iphone was a magic wand & you
were flip-phone jealous room & board furniture just because
we could we would have never guessed how long that gray couch
would hold us all that hope & change can make a girl panic
attack hoppy-bitter ipas & oozing brie from whole foods & guessing who
has FOX NEWS on their plate in the parking lot learning to love
black mr. coffee in a travel mug on the cross-town bus sensible
shoes sweat smells all the way to the greenline sad
desk lunches & IMs & gchat from across the street p90x butts
in ergonomic office chairs behind two monitors we found out
brett favre was a creep & I’m still wondering why
the rally to restore sanity did not work kickball on the mall
with the never nudes who never won a game & we had no idea
what tired meant obama wasn’t the king
of instagram filters yet sepia chianti carefully wrapped
in our checked luggage we drank it down red-lipped
to celebrate & you still lust over
manual fiat cinque-centos god our bodies shifted
so smoothly we were so young did we even savor the buzz
