elation

know you
try
and
never quite
get it right

stumble over
cracks
and bottles
empty of soda

who are you
anyway

filled with intention
good
real
forgotten words
relaxing
cocktail

having overcome
depression
elation
everything
but yourself
sings
like an apricot

born before rain
term oil existing
and
the guy on the corner
was
not right

i know because
i know

having
touched your hand
watched
you disappear