and it happens

"and it happens"

i built a freeway through this fog. she paints

cold hands with water. i will be useless

as i drive.

my lonely heart will drift. engine steam

blows in our reckless dreams, darlin'

just let me in.

some hearts are shallow graves. to stand knee deep

in ocean water, feels

just like a pond.

i've seen the sadness of singers, sadness of winners,

when we dove into the water

i knew my mind was made.

coming, coming

"coming, coming"

spectral flames ignite

nothing

or perhaps something.

if i went where you wanted to go,

would you follow?

old leather shoes act as a compass

to guide us into gloom.

avoid the light, kill the switch. the pillows

on my bed

smell of ash.

see what i see

"see what i see"

i forecast the last day of winter. less

snow strung to clouds, no sparkle

on the ground. ages disappear

into endless minutes. old bluebirdeyes

stare into morning

moonlight. i'm searching for

a new vignette, a new body to drape in

blankets.

i have become an invisible boy.

talk and talk and no change

"talk and talk and no change"

my last night in town, nothing to

slow me down. a photo to remember

summer, summer psalms.

i'd walk to the grove

to feel the sun before i leave,

if i felt anything at all.

roll down my spine

"roll down my spine"

hands feel through hair. chemically

frozen, pathways that blot out

the sun. see light through your eyes,

feel warmth on your

lips.

then shiver. then die. sometimes you just can't

pretend.

n/a

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