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[16kitchensink-blog]

The year is 2184, average earth temperature has doubled, only a few million people remain on earth. A green-movement managed to travel back to 2022. What are they doing?

Drilling for oil

[sepoetry]

““I drove past the bar down the street the other day . I gazed inside, purely out of curiosity. You weren’t there. I knew you wouldn’t be. But I saw all the men perched on the bar, downing whatever the waitress put in front of them until they couldn’t see straight. I wondered how you act when you have liquid courage in your system. I’ve never been one for alcohol, but I know you are. I then imagined you stumbling in after few too many glasses of whiskey, pulling her close to you as you whisper nothingness in her ear. Your breath reeks of another wasted night. She’s annoyed. You can see it, but the alcohol blurs your care. I just want you to know I would not pull away like she does. I would hold you tighter, my arms wrapped around the small of your back. When your grip slackened and you began to stumble I would help you to bed. The only thing I would feel would be regret that I didn’t go out with you. If I had we would be stumbling in together using each other as a crutch, giggling at old jokes you would retell. I’ve never been one for alcohol, but I know you are. And damn do I wish I could experience this instead of constantly imagining.””

— -se