It's Fuzzy (List Poem)

Don't you remember everything?

Cooperstown instead of Maine, &

the Baseball Hall of Fame,

no hugging,

no touching,

walkie-talkie sexting.

Don't you remember everything?

The cop lights and "curfews,"

Hallelujahs and belt loops, 

The near snapping,

and shattering,

of the basement window I crawled through.

Don't you remember everything?

The breakups (three)

The birthday

(seventeen)

The (one) spot I'd take you,

Despite its history.

Don't you remember everything?

The heat most of all, but the rain too,

on the night 

that my bike, through

my neglect,

out the window,

didn't lock it up, 

and I insisted to us,

that it would be alright.