the horses used to run faster

my horse lost the ky derby. i thought buzzard's bay would pull through in the end, but no. i should have expected this.

sarah silently returned the spare key to me, while scott told me half a story about a dead raccoon. i wish this metaphor made more sense.

sloane and david met me for coffee, and introduced me to her hot friend. i wish i wasn't so shy all of the time.

everyone at the bar is drinking mint juleps. i remember my grandmother, smoking cigarettes and watching the horses. i wish that poem wasn't about you.