You, Quotable You

Tonight 

under a moon all alone 

in a starless sky

You and I

held each other up

by listening 

waiting quietly for our turn

to tell the same old stories

of love unrequited.

     All roads 

     seem to lead 

     back to them.

     Well, 

     fuck them anyway

     (our usual consensus).

Then 

I paused 

wondering

     how is it we could see the moon

     while ancient star light couldn't make its way

     through a haze of city lights on a clear night.

No answer came shining 

through the haze

of our cocktails 

but when you said

"...anyway, then I realized you can't 

fuck away the heartache"

I knew I should just 

be quiet and pay attention 

because we had just entered 

that part of our evening

where everything you say

is quotable.

April 29, 2017

Ken Owen   Van Niddy Press