Still Cruisin'

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Spencer Mirabal

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We left Montana Bar
To trek up and down the steepest Seattle streets
In tattered Nordstrom Rack boots
Lips manhandled like bald tires
2 AM winter air giving our bones a glimpse
Of what it must feel like to be salmon left a little too
Long in the freezer

Not even your favorite
Blueberry and dark chocolate chapstick
I'm keeping in my jacket pocket
Can seem to keep you close to me
You're always three steps ahead
Deliriously weaving around cracked sidewalks near a
24-hour QFC grocery store
And a conversation about
Sexy Winnie the Pooh
With your friends from years before me
It all sounds like French to me
Or maybe it's more like
French Sign Language

You're using the last of your voice
Strep throat's been drunk jackhammering
For these buddies
Your love for their company
Keeping you from sticking dynamite down your throat
To end the party forever
I can relate to the strep throat
Why would anyone leave you? Me, with
My mouth shut like
A child-proof jewelry box
Wearing a frown my mother passed down to me
Frida brow and Cyclops eye
Will our lives ever meet in the middle? when is the part
Where our separate dearest friends
Meld together with one another like a
Perfect shade of omelette yellow on a palette? Maybe
We're not meant to be a museum painting
Immortalized by a few and head-noded-at by most
Maybe our physical distance has created
Too much of a lyrical dissonance
In one of our 4-hour phone calls
You called me
The tentative love of your life
And man, that was really sweet to hear
When you said it, but man
It's a huge fucking bummer
Hearing it in like voicemail
Forever saved in my head now

Maybe our lives are too tectonic
Wait, that's not right
I just looked it up
It's tectonic shift
A slow moving of our
Summer blanket-thin foundation
Geologists say knowing when the Earth's plates collide
Helps us understand why and where events like
Earthquakes occur and
Volcanoes erupt

Would you rather I was an earthquake or a volcano? Which
One of those is more exciting for you? Which one lasts longer? How
Much longer are we going to fucking walk until

We are home

Finally in bed
You nuzzle your
Snow tire cheek into
My boney, cold concrete left shoulder
And breathe out
You are always so warm
Before you kiss me
Felt the muscles of your lips
Form a smile in-between sleepy kisses
Like the way children are overcome with glee sometimes
When they can't help themselves

Pass me the strep throat
We're still cruisin

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