you & I
will always be
in our early 30s
in LA
you up the road
from me
on Coast Highway
coming to work
at I&L
on Tuesdays & Thursdays
and me
spending too many evenings
drinking bourbon
in the Airlane Bar
across the street
and how life
might have been different
as you once mentioned
in Venice
if we had made
other choices
back then
all the men
at I&L
were a little bit
in love with you
but certainly no more
than me
I often wonder
if I had been sober
more often
had acted sooner
what might have
could have
happened
but we did
what we did
chose
what we chose
lived
as best we could
under the circumstances
but always
always in my mind
you are up the road
from me
overlooking the ocean
and I just never seem
to arrive
on the right day
Really like this, Leonard. What year(s), I might have been down the road ’66-’70.
76-80, though my booksore was only 77-80 in Santa Monica. I was in Ohio 67-71. Where down the road were you?
Moving work, great ending (of the kind of ending that never ends, actually).
And speaking of my timing. . .
Ha, correct!
Lovely. I wish we could live our lives twice and then pick the one we wanted to be real.
Unfortunately that seems to be possible only in fantasy novels and the movies. Oh well. . .
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