a very different kind of happy

but we read my poem

from last june first

and she says

“you can be as free as you’ll ever be this year too”

and i say

“i love you”

and i do.

i really do.

 

same day

we are drunk

it’s in my head

and it swirls

in the best way

and they are friends.

that makes me happy.

it’s gonna be a good

fucking

summer.