3 a.m.
knocks and calls
a guy wants to talk
share, reminisce
was thinking about me
and ball games
that were so much fun once
way back when

3:30 a.m.
the guy vomits in my backyard
I go out
assist him up off the log
that sits atop where
Lucy the Cat is buried
ah, sweet Lucy

this guy has long hair now
grayer and softer
than I remember
I can't help but feel it and
touch his head
full of ETOH
and whatever thoughts of me
he may have

4:00 a.m.
can the guy drive now
after small talk
retire home to his bed
to sleep, dream
will he remember any of these
non-specifics
in the morning?

I wonder…