eight twentysomethings walk
uncoupled and sober
around the corner towards the lake
where they discuss the likely hood
of leeches, seamonsters and cereal killers
it's 12am and windy, but the water is warm
and their feet find the slippery rocks
a worthy challenge against balance
their laghter can be heard across the lake
in the neighboring town
by two retired marines
fishing off the side of a dock
remembering what it was like
at twentysomething and single
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