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from solid to liquid to tipsy
listening to the ice cubes shift
melting from room temperature scotch
i walked away from the fireworks
though i almost snuck onto the roof
of the town hall to watch them
no, i am still not missing you
i am so tired
i did more physical labor today
than i normally do in a week
when i sip the scotch
the ice cubes dance
they shake and rattle
they chortle happiness
i rode my bike today and the flowers
along the road reminded me
that i am not missing you
i'm not drinking ubus
because those could make me
miss the evenings of being together
in a world that seems to have only us
a world that we haven't enjoyed
in quite some time
there is sweat on the side of my glass and
the fan is pushing hot air out of the house
i didn't eat today, but i am making up for it
with pizza and some cheese and crackers
i am dying to hear one of your
weight watcher stories
or a tale about you mom
but no way have i thought about
missing you and to prove it
i will celebrate with another scotch
