Like the driver of the silent ambulance I’m well aware it’s too late
To patch up all the holes in your clothes and hammer and nail boards on the windows.
I don’t think you laughed that hard when I read all the interstate signs aloud.
We were talking slow, you would hold me close.
I hadn’t felt that power before and I don’t think I want to anymore.
Been swimming through a haunted hum like a whistle for a dog that’ll never come.
I couldn’t ice the bruise away but it’s getting duller everyday.
We wrote our names on the walls of the cave when the colors were warm and our shadows were longer.
You said my name and you rested your head near my shoulder blades, they’re getting broader. Look how the wind makes the treetops sway.
It’ll take your goddamn breath away.
You were right you were right it was all in my mind.
A force of nature kept me pinned down.
I didn’t realize I felt your warmth for the last time.
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