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The night was filled
with moonbeams bouncing
off of sidewalk puddles.

Three years ago,
I would have sworn
I was seeing Jesus
but these days,

I'm drinking a lot less

so these things
tend to make
a lot more sense
than that.

But then,
there's you.
The skinny dipping misfit dancer,
hopped up on glitter and disco biscuits,
glistening under that
giant cliche you call a sky,

wondering if the sun
is ever going to come up again.

You and I both know
you won't care if it doesn't.

-Patrick Szajner