the last time
it was as hot then as it is todayover Modelos melting into sweat
at a party on Ana’s roof in lawn chairs
with only sky above us we talked
about the thousand little deaths of everyday
the childhood dogs gone the tragic
ending of every cup of coffee
that moment that didn’t happen
just passed between your open lips
we talked all night like breezes
like we were the only people
who had ever had those thoughts
and ever would
and when it was time to leave
we took Eastern Parkway back together
whirring and weightless
do you remember
me on my bike you on the skateboard
islands of sidewalk halcyon lampposts
lush and too good to be true
like a golden thread
had wrapped itself around the two of us
announcing the hunger over
to the tune of Chance’s Angels
booming so loud from my speaker
in the green gold glowing night
so when we said goodbye
you taking Union
me taking the park
I said it full of faith