Undone

Somewhere in Spain,
Kristina spits out pills like watermelon pits,
Cups them in their hands and puts them into the bottle.
We all hang up our phones -
Grant walking backwards from a grocery store in D.C. like a moonwalker,
Izzy typing words out of being,
Matt sucking the smoke back into his joint,
Nicole telling me “you love I,”
And we all smile as we hear the good news.
The mornings darken into nights and the sun shoots towards the east
As the days get longer then shorter again
And the rain pours from the sea into the sky.
I reverse out of my parents’ driveway and all the way up I-95,
Load my things out of the car and put them back into my apartment.
The summer sun beams off our faces, shines from our sweaty foreheads.
At night we take long, lazy walks after going to bed,
Rub coffee grounds and wine into clean mugs with dirty dishrags
And then it’s May.
It’s afternoon:
The windows are open
And the two of us dance around to Ed Sheeran’s Shape of You
As Matt laughs.
We are passionately, furiously happy
And it’s impossible to imagine that anything could go wrong.