ie nova por la du

you’ve got a neon basketball hoop
illuminating far into the night
what kind of nostalgic aesthetic is this?
you’re going farther back than my birth

I only met you a few days ago
in this decaying city stuck in the not-so-long-ago past
maybe it’s 2006 again and I’m back in my birthplace
watching the clouds go by

and oh! what a lovely time I’ve had with you
veined arms and ice cream in cars
something and nothing coexisting in the same space
I don’t think my old science teacher would like that

my head’s in the clouds
and my heart’s in space
you can be the cliched anchor
making me remember your face

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