Here’s to a Good Night!

Mary Kurbanov / V Mag at UVA

tonight’s gonna be a good night blasts the black eyed peas from the Bose

and it is- we’re dead set to find it in this basement or in this booze 

we chase it butt bare down the lawn 

catch it before the white marble 

or it will surely be gone 

lost along with your spilt guts 

or lost like those stray boys 

lingering for your scraps, slowing our search 

for the night- where has it gone? 

we’re already in line for pizza- it’s got to be somewhere 

yes, over there in the comm school polo- oh no, no 

no, it’s caught between the strings of your guitar 

watching us from the hollow space in the wood 

or maybe it’s a fleeting vapor- fleeing off with cigarette smoke into dark 

or maybe it’s crawling like the mold across this couch cushion, how nice to

find this elusive night, and to lose today, tomorrow, and yesterday 

even for a moment, before we lose tonight too, so 

when we wake we’ll have to trust one another when we say it was a good night