A gorgeous girl
lived above the pizza place
and I would visit her there
whenever she would let me.
It’s been quite some time
since I’ve entered that apartment,
as she had left the neighborhood
and my life
around the same time.

The pizza place and I
retain our relationship,
even as years go by.
I still visit La Pizzeria Due
late nights
on the way back home
from various adventures.

I no longer buy pizza
as I once did with her.
No, now
I purchase pizza-like products
such as pinwheels
and stuffed slices
or chicken rolls.
I cannot say why
this transition has occurred.
I suppose
it is possible
that I no longer wish
to do things I had done with her
without her.
Or maybe their pizza sucks.

The important thing is
they’re open late
and they’re on my way home.
They didn’t pay for this endorsement,
I should say.
I really should.