Crank (Crank 1)

no way

to slow the electric impulse flow,

our brain began to plot. How

to get away

from the confines of GUFN?

Sweet-talk Mom?

Little chance

of that working, a crazy

idea soon hatched

to sneak away

for one spectacular last

summer fling.

Insanity,

that’s what it was, school

starting in only two days.

I Watched the Window

as I picked up the phone and dialed.

Bree cooed a throaty hello.

Hey. I’d just about given up on you.

I could not admit to GUFN. Not

again. I concocted

some lame excuse.

No problem. Want to get together?

I did. Chase or no Chase, I wanted

to see what Brendan was made of.

Bricks, mortar, flesh, bones.

I’ll pick you up. Where and when?

Let’s see. Wait for everyone

to hit the hay, extra half hour,

scale down the wall …