The interstate winds especially round
tonight; the headlights pass me quicker
than our fleeting thoughts of being together.

So I’ll say, “this is a foreword to the novel
we’ve been writing for years.”

And you’ll say, “don’t leave out the part where
you say good night”.

It’s a strange catastrophe, being stuck
and separated. Boathouses line the water,
and it feels like last april

A Strange Catastrophe

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Pete Macartney

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