bluff

call it the burn

call it the lost one

call it a friend

the last time was

y2k

when we drove 

a car for the first

time 

down the 

alleyway

ate ice cream

from a dog dish

and marvelled 

at the pink sky going crisp

we put things in microwaves 

for hours

to see them turn black 

and start up on fire

it is okay to be here 

a little late

but it is our second time

we watch

our hands tied behind our backs

knives ready