I remember,
clear blue skies,
mama in the kitchen singing sweet lullabies,
with the sun shining outside
I could smell the,
fresh cut green grass,
how I loved staring at the sky,
drawing pictures with my innocent green eyes,
I was only a child.

I remember,
hearing gun shots,
from the kitchen,
hearing mama screaming,
her scream,
painfully hurt my ears,
creating an ocean of  fear,
crawling in my skin.
as she ran out of the kitchen,
I'd never seen so much blood dripping.
the blue sky,
with the smiling sun,
began to fill up with an escalation of dark, grey clouds
I was only a child.

The thoughts pile up
Pushing hard against my lips
Trying to find a way to make sense

I found you between touches on screens
through swiping on pocket machines
and I met you in the long shadow of sunset
you smoked a cigar and I a cigarette

We put the stars in our eyes
and found ufos and Russian spies
and gave ourselves to the not knowing
but knowing this wanting to keep going

So at one am we kissed at Chevron
with a smirking cashier looking on
and I did so without a second thought
because, honestly, how could I not?