Left & Leaving My citys still breathing (but barely its true) through buildings gone missing like teeth. The sidewalks are watching me think about you, sparkled with broken glass. Im back with scars to show. Back with the streets I know. Will never take me anywhere but here. The stain in the carpet, this drink in my hand, the strangers whose faces I know. We meet here for our dress-rehearsal to say I wanted it this way wait for the year to drown. Spring forward, fall back down. Im trying not to wonder where you are. All this time lingers, undefined. Someone choose whos left and whos leaving. Memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me: a blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest, the best parts of Lonely, duct-tape and soldered wires, new words for old desires, and every birthday card I threw away. I wait in 4/4 time. Count yellow highway lines that youre relying on to lead you home.
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 20:11:33 +0000
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