We stopped in the middle of the night
talking behind some
rundown late-night pizza joint.
We thought we were in a city but
here the parking lot was dust.
With the looming facilities of something
deemed to be state-of-the-art beyond
we talked about past.
Thinking that things that
“happened when I was…”
“That was a long time ago.”
like they should weigh more on some
Everything to us
a foregone conclusion
the both of us
politely went through motions
with the side benefit of
realizing that with every passing word
we had made
the right choice.