Confabulations

Loneliness is not
inability to speak the argot

One time
we were out there
yeah
you know
in the grasses
on the road
and the sun was so that way
kind of there
kind of gone
and it was good because it was so
safe and calm and the cattle were lowing and everyone was warm
even the gnats felt pretty okay about themselves that day
we hadn't fucked up too bad
not in any quantifiable way
we were smiling adequately for the past, not too gratified, not too sad
we were so much
that nobody knew how to stop that moment
and go back to life and start
messing up again
you know
that's how it was that time.