Today by Alyssa Trivett

We trolley hop
'round downtown sidewalk squares where all of the
packed at night bars are
empty like a rotted birdcage today,
behind roadblocks where
plastic Barbie furniture makeshift tables soldier in place.
My words rabble roused
but he doesn't seem to mind it.
My wish was to spend
another hour in
the company of him,
and even though
it isn't quite possible today,
I'll cherish the moments
we do have
in the best ways.
A Van Gogh yellow sun
pours down on us as
we trot back to our cars,
record scratching pavement
in worn out soles.

Alyssa Trivett is a wandering soul from the Midwest. When not working two jobs, she chirps down coffee while scrawling lines. Her work has appeared in many places, but most recently at Ex Ex Lit, and Duane's PoeTree site.