Scenes From The Mist

Van Gogh

I went back to your house when you were away
I came with a flashlight and tools to fix your frame
I cleaned the glass from the window that I broke
I wiped the blood and left without a note

This will be the last time I will see your house

I walked alone down your street to my car
I closed my eyes and kept my balance in the dark
I used my arms and felt the gravitation of the moon
I used my arms because I no longer held onto you

This will be the last time I will walk down your street

I got in my car and turned the headlights on
I drove through the fog and played your favorite song
I erased myself from the starry night of your town
I said goodbye to the best thing I ever found

This is how I left your town



Scenic

The highway shines like a black ocean
I can see the distance we traveled
There was no movement, no emotion
Let's just remember to keep the windows clean
The moon blew a tunnel through the clouds
I saw the silver gleam on this machine
I figured it all out
When the air is cold, I'll turn it down
You mentioned something about the weather
I heard you wrong but still offered you my sweater
What a difference a week makes
The backseat rattle I never cared to fix
You said you couldn't hear it
The precious little things we were willing to risk
I still believe it's going to add up one day
You're all I want to remember

Then,
From the shadows of your eyes I saw
You're not depressed
You never hoped for the best
How dare you



Carrier

In California

I felt the fall
The flourescent sun, the scraping wind
The air getting thin
It makes it harder for me to run
Still I pack my bag, and when I think
I'm done
It's still an empty sack
I have nothing to take
Nothing to leave
Soon I'll join my letters
We'll be lifted in the air
I'll miss the world when it disappears
Eventually when I fall
I'll be looking east
On the shore of the Atlantic sea
I'll push my waves towards your beach
And our eyes will meet
Just look to the west
As your day begins to set

When it rose at my feet

I left a message in the sun

To be bloomed on your beach

And this is how we'll speak


Receipt

I come home and I can't move
Endless cushions and crumbs
Soft pillowy feathers and foam
Comforting for the skin
I can't move
I can still see you sitting slouched
Long and braiding your hair
I wonder if any strands fell from your fingers
I wonder if you left any of them there
Fuck you


Stones

The cold wind from the ocean
Came in one swift invisible motion
I felt it's earthquake boiling through my chest
The shivers blowing clouds from my breath
My teeth clapping and asking for more

We sat next to each other and formed a circle
Your hands wrapped around nylon strings
Your hair danced as you sang a song
I felt calm and the earth was gone
We floated in outer space
And everything went black
Except for the glow of your face
You were pale but I still felt your warmth

I remembered now, earlier
How you almost slipped and fell
But you stood up on that rock
You had so much grace
Balancing and waving your beautiful limbs
I hung on the side of that cliff
And forgot I could have died

and then I did