I guess we could say
who would have thought
the weeks would unbind
the snakes in our hands.
On the beach/no it was
around the lake/he said
he'd never take back Eugene
or Buffalo/pass the smoke.
The summer went valuably:
he smoked himself sick
and so did I and he took
my girl for a few days
but by that time it didn't matter.
I would perhaps have thought
how can we get away with this?
How can we meet on King Street
and talk about the lake
and sit atop buildings getting high
talking about heroin,
talking the Guten tag!
haven't spoken to you
in so long! ..are you doing..
Leave it on the wall and he'll get it.
For times like these we have campfires
and motorcycle rides to the coast.
