Two Hours Until Sunrise
By
Nathan Caleb Camerer
Two hours until sunrise
Snow on the ground
An almost flat tire
Search for an hour
While moving South
$1 for air
The long open road before me
My future may be awaiting me at the end of it
Speculation
Assumption
You are not the reason for this
No one believes that
Not even you
Do I believe it?
Doubt
Hugs and smiles and jokes
Bombshells being dropped
Surprise is something I don’t feel though
Elvis, Mexican food, a stolen bottle of wine
Combined with a great conversation
Creates the perfect mix for a great first night
I could get use to it
Opinions and theories become more concrete
As well as more fragile
As they dance
Hand in hand on the edge of forever
With the hopes and dreams
Of what this represents
A day spent searching for answers
That are easy to find
A perfect time to end this journey
Misrepresentation of hurt feelings and wants
One more night won’t hurt
One more smiling face I want to see
An ear splitting squeal
Leads to a high five
Which leads to a Kung Fu kick
To the shin
With a snow boot
That leads to a hug
A night of nostalgia
That isn’t as good as it could be
Because of comments made about memories
That need to die
A sleepless night in a comfortable place
Followed by an artfully productive morning
With glitter in the coffee
A walk with tourists
Hunting for boots
Coffee on the sidewalk
I Love You So Much
Unintentionally hitting buttons with curious questions
Then it’s off to watch a ghost get ready to dance
Tacos with taste and other contradictions
While waiting for the talent to arrive
Keep it in the tin with no salt
Then it’s convoy to a parking space that costs $5
A trip that starts the mind racing
About a game being played
That is quickly squashed
Brief interactions with strangers
That take no effort
But have a feeling of Déjà vu
Then more infuriating questions
While talking about Jimi and his Thing
The breaking point is reached
A worn out welcome
Words spoken in anger
With no heart or thought behind them
A sleepless night moving North
Where the temps getting colder
Just like two hearts
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