late night with friends
another state, another world.
movies we know all the words to,
songs we don’t remember all the words to,
games played but never finished
somehow cleared from the table.
copious amounts of alcohol
all in fun
sleeping on the lawn
a foreign couch
the floor is just as cozy
in this state of affairs.
even the numerous dogs from last night
have disappeared in morning light having
found a cozy bed and person to sleep upon.
being the first awake is magic
quiet and serene.