Pete Mladinic – “LOL”

I saw a bottle go out the door
And splinter in the intersection.
That was before people said lol
And after Bob Dylan wrote
“Girl from the North Country.”

St. Paul, night, a tavern on a corner,
A door people walked in and out of,
A tavern in which I never raised a glass,
Lol. In Minneapolis, (Twin Cities),
Across the Mississippi, I loved you.

Sunday afternoon in tree shade,
Your head on my shoulder, I kissed
Your dark hair, caressed and kissed
You, long before that night,
Lol, nights alone, lonely nights,

Some unseen person hurled a beer
Bottle out the tavern into
The intersection. I drove a standard,
Shifted gears and drove, lol,
Toward the Lake Street bridge.