Ninety Months

You know
when I asked you to meet me
at three
I kind of expected to see you at four
but now that it’s five thirty
I’m just really glad you made the time
to come out at all.

Thanks for making the time.
I’ll try not to take –
No, I guess it’s all right if we get drinks first.
Forgot your wallet?
What – look, answer me this:
What happened to you?
You were better than this
once.

I know he hurt you
and she stole from you
and they kicked you out of the house
but, look
there comes a time
when you heed a certain call,
and take responsibility for yourself.
That time came for you
about ninety months ago.

You used to be substantial.
You used to be significant.
You used to be so much less pointless.
You used to be so much better.
What happened?

Yeh,
I guess we can talk about it over dinner.
Yes, I’ll pay…

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