into the wee
hours
back when i was out carousing
with the boys.
downtown.
chasing skirts
in the city.
M street,
19th street.
we road the carousel
for as long as we
could.
and then love got in
the way.
marriage and kids.
a mortgage.
bills to pay.
responsibility.
and as i turn to look
at the clock,
ten thirty, i grab my book,
to read a few
more pages before
i go to sleep.
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