weekend, remixed

that night we got kicked out of three bars & we
played arcade games for hours throwing away
nickels with abandon, silver coins for paper tickets for
plastic prizes; i think this is what they call
downsizing

tramped shivering side by side over piles of snow
each intersection an exciting new divergence
staring up to the clearing skies for guidance
or maybe just renewal, reminder that
the stars still press us to the earth

saw two girls stripping on their porch, preparing
for a midnight streak down the block & as they
ran shrieking covering their chests
we wore matching grins & laughing eyes, we
almost joined them.

is this a lie? do i
mash together pieces of different stories &
different you's, remix into one encounter
for clarity, for simplicity's sake, for
the bigger picture?

all i know is i almost slipped this morning
leaving yr house, striding down icy sidewalks, leaving
you & yr sweet nothings behind. all i know is
i've got my underwear on inside out, & you -
you wear yr heart on yr sleeve.