Thursday, 28 February 2013

It's easy to be happy

There’s mint in your drink, ice clinks the sweating glass.  You sit lit by fairy lights, a thick still Sunday night that’s too hot to sleep.  Someone else’s party floats over the back fence and you reach into your top pocket for that pouch of tobacco you threw away four years ago.  She sees you slip and smiles a question.  You tell her it's nothing, “just a nice night”, and it is. 

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