sleep in the desert

we can sleep in the desert

mebbe get a couple of blankets

from the Goodwill

luck into a Pendleton

crack the windows & sleep

hearing the silence

of no night noise

& she twists her face

this romance bullshit you do

it’ll be uncomfortable…

& that is mebbe the point eh?

I say

remind me of my youth

nowhere to live or go

waking up to Astral Weeks

or Madam George by Van Morrison

but her face is still set in no

you’re thinking of her again


the times you did that with her

all tight & skirting anger

no, baby, I smile, as you know

its all about me, me, me

falling asleep to the radio

watching the falling stars

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