the mile high love
of months ago passes
the shade is hot, even here
here where never a day goes
by without a clock reminding me
to put on the same shoes
same coat
same eyes and ears to
see and hear how gone is
the mile high love
of months ago
car seats scarred; wetted by
soaked eyes pleading to
please let me die please please
but I
drove that road till its end;
one-liner that finishes a dog-eared paperback
that's seen more days than
my feet ever walked through
what is false is buried is
knee-high beneath the decay of
spotless beaches warn smooth by
time, waning, ever
of months ago passes
the shade is hot, even here
here where never a day goes
by without a clock reminding me
to put on the same shoes
same coat
same eyes and ears to
see and hear how gone is
the mile high love
of months ago
car seats scarred; wetted by
soaked eyes pleading to
please let me die please please
but I
drove that road till its end;
one-liner that finishes a dog-eared paperback
that's seen more days than
my feet ever walked through
what is false is buried is
knee-high beneath the decay of
spotless beaches warn smooth by
time, waning, ever