weekend update: a poem

[chandlerina]

weekend update: a poem

it's saturday night
like a reflex, he reaches out
tapping the desk
once, twice, keeping his hand there for a while
where she used to sit

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it's saturday night
as they cut to commerical
he leans back for a second
loosening his tie
and he sighs to himself
maybe this isn't as great as it used to be

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it's saturday night
getting up, walking backstage
he decides to walk back to his office
to close the door, to sink deep down on his chair
and pull out his cellphone

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it's saturday night
scrolling down to her number
realizing that she's probably asleep
he closes his eyes and puts down the phone
when did he suddenly become so old?
can he just bolt?
just get out of there?
just this once?

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it's saturday night
he turns towards the door when suddenly
so very suddenly
his phone lights up the room
her name in caps, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing
"seth meyers" he answers, dumbly, out of breath
and when she replies
silently, calmly, all weekend-update-y, "and i'm amy poehler"
his face almost breaks, he smiles so wide

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it's sunday morning
he's missed the goodnights
he's missed the after party
but it's sunday morning
the sun is rising
and what he really, truly missed
is right there
right on phone against his ear
half falling asleep, half telling him his jokes were bad
being just exactly what he needed

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it's sunday morning
and in his office at rockefeller center
seth meyers falls asleep
smiling to himself when amy snores lightly in his ear
finally just happy
if just for that very moment

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seth/amy poem.