Smoothing the laugh o’er the lane

I call you up
For the hundredth time
To ask if you want to
Book those tickets to Nowhere
It’s late and you answer
After the second to last ring
I wonder then
If you really want to
Come away with me
Or is this is a charade
You laugh (an almost guffaw)
At the absurdity of that thought

My flight reaches before yours
I wait in the airport
Near the baggage carousel
With an undone face and insipid coffee
I check the unread messages
To only find videos
Of dogs and babies
And bytes of misinformation
Fifteen minutes later
I see you careening around
The hordes of Arrivals
With a grin and whiskey breath

On the beach I peel my eyes away
From the compelling words of another man
To rest my head, slowly but surely
On your shoulder
As a sign of reassurance
You lean your head on mine
I wonder then
If you really want to
Put my mind to rest
Or is this is a charade
You laugh softly
At the absurdity of that thought

[The title of the poem is taken from ‘A Reasonable Man (I Don’t Mind)’ by The National]

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