Five bars,
three restaurants,
Two L stations

All night long we were trading phone messages,
trading text messages
you and your friends on Michigan
me and my friends on Rush street

Finally at 3 am-breakfast
a small diner on State
you, up close, sliding next to me in a crowded booth
ruddy face, eyes still watering from the cold

leaning over to whisper in my ear

Tag, you're it.

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