A Tumbling Along, Still
We had horses
not exactly together, because you never trusted them
but still we had horses.
We had trains
we had a tumbling along and metal made and you loved them more than me
write me songs about train tracks.
You are the slowest walker
and the fastest mind changer.
I look like commitment
and a determination to make a fool
you look like running away
and a fear of fucking up.
We didn’t have anything, I know
but I still have airplanes
and the view out your window to imagine your day.
I walk down the block
you imagine me walking down the block.
Mourn her
keep me in mind.
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Killer last stanza
Yes…yes…yes, you nailed this one with that incredible ending.