sit in the sea
buried up to my knees
with a mouth wide and loud
collecting salt and debris
sit in the sea
watch it turn from blue to green
to black
let it sink into my skin
I want to feel it
I want to know how it feels
--
I’ll paste your face around this town
to remind me why I stick around
on the off chance that you’ll come down
and waste more days with me
I’ll hold these feet on this concrete
I won’t hit the road
I won’t drive or flee
I’ll take this town and tear it down
build a home where we can be
what’s the word?
I’ll capture every second glance
as you walk across the street to leave
the wave of those hips
the flick of those wrists
I’ll grit my teeth and click the shutter
and shudder
as I crawl back to bed
and crawl
as I go about these days
awaiting the day
you come back to me
or ask me to come back to thee
I’ll hit this road until I don’t know
what pushed me to drive so slow
to take in every sight line
to marvel at every sunrise
to spend my time
finding time
to spend with someone else
it’ll be the most natural feeling
I’ve ever felt
scheduling my life around someone else's life
scheduling their life around mine
until we find
our lives
is our life
--
too many hours and too many miles
too many times that have been pushed aside
in hopes of being filled
but they always turn out spilled
cover this canvas in wasted minutes
seconds that were better left uncounted
pile up these weeks and months
archive these lives and find
spending too many nights on the road
spending too many weeks under sheets
spending too much of our money on gas
only to wrap ourselves up and pass
out
these nights and days
these weeks we wait
to end
these nights and days
these weekends we wait
to begin
these nights these nights
always on the road
whether headed to you
or headed back home
I find this mind of mine can’t hold
these eyes of mine opened or closed
half wide/half shut
I’m trying to give up
the struggle to see straight ahead
I’ll get some shut eye
with or without you
in bed.
--
I give up to sleep
wrapping its arms around me
kissing me on the cheek
and singing a lullaby.
goodnight.
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