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John Darnielle May 2020
You came down from heaven to the branch outside my window
Your feathers were the color of snow
The dice were loaded against us ever seeing each other
But one of us had nowhere else to go

In your eyes were all the colors that the rainbow forgot
Your wingspan was three feet wide or better
With your voice practicing notes from time's own beginning
You took apart the alphabet letter by letter
And here, where it all stops for good
Where the cool waters run
Thought I saw a mouse kicking in your beak
It was only a skeleton
John Darnielle May 2020
You are sleeping off your demons
When I come home
Spittle bubbling on your lips
Fine white foam

I am young and I am good.
It's a hot southern California day
If I wake you up, there will be hell to pay

And alone in my room,
I am the last of a lost civilization
And I vanish into the dark
And rise above my station
Rise above my station

But I do wake you up, and when I do
You blaze down the hall and you scream
I'm in my room with the headphones on
Deep in the dream chamber
And then I'm awake and I'm guarding my face
Hoping you don't break my stereo
Because it's the one thing that I couldn't live without
And so I think about that and then I sorta black out

Held under these smothering waves
By your strong and thick veined hand
But one of these days I'm going to wriggle up on dry land
John Darnielle May 2020
I will praise your eyes
For burning my house down
I am humbled by how they made the framework fall to the ground
I stood with you and watched you
As you made it burn and fall
In minutes it was almost like it had never even been there at all

When the traffic on this street
Thins out for just a second
I will look into your eyes
I, I will not panic
I am standing on the corner
Where you and I were standing
I am trying to look at the sky
But there are too many colors surrounding me

I will praise your eyes
They have reduced this city to embers
I will see you coming
I will see your eyes through the cold air from a mile away
John Darnielle May 2020
Let the sails catch the wind
Let them grow fat and full
Set out the trawl to catch the animals that look like aliens
The wooden floorboards let out a full and satisfying sound
When you rap your fists against them
Let the sun become hollow
Let the heat from it wash down madly
And let me have a minute of your time

Stop the flood from rushing through its usual motions
Let the rudder lie still
Let the water eat though it
Let its color darken as the day grows older
Let the light break on the water like a bottle on the sidewalk
Let it break against the edges of all everything
And let me have a minute of your time

Watch the current switch direction
Watch the lines there in the center twist and turn
Look back toward the shore where it was a while ago
You know, I can't see it either, can you?
Give me that much at least
That it is far beyond our reach
That it has disappeared from view
And let me have a minute of your time
John Darnielle May 2020
There was a twinkle in my eye
As we watched the fish swim by
We saw the water going in and out
And you knew what I was thinking about

We watched the water
We looked right through it
And I let my hand rest a minute on your stomach
Like there was nothing to it

Three of them hiding behind a rock
And I got too nervous to talk
With your wondrous form all stretched out
Right next to me as the fish swam about

We watched the water
We looked right through it
And I let my hand rest a minute on your stomach
Like there was nothing to it

The room heated up, the windows were closed
We heard the humming of the air hose
That ran into the tank and the fish swam in place
And I fixed my eyes on your beautiful face

We watched the water
We looked right through it
And I let my hand rest a minute on your stomach
Like there was nothing to it
John Darnielle May 2020
Test a rope against the ceiling beams
I just want to live on in your dreams
Crush a vial into a *** of tea
I just want you to remember me

But I pour out the *** and I work out the knot
'Cause I know that it won't make you stay
And I'll be ****** if I can't come up with some other way
Some other way
Some other way to make you love me

Seal the doors and turn the pilot on
I just know you'll miss me when I'm gone
Drive a fist into a window pane
There are things a letter won't explain

But I pick out the glass and I shut off the gas
And I look to the oncoming day
I'll be ****** if I can't come up with some other way
Some other way
Some other way
Some other way to make you love me
To make you love me
To make you love me
To make you love me
To make you love me
John Darnielle May 2020
I got your letter
And I read what it said
And I blushed with recognition
At every word you said
And you are my best friend
And I have always known you

I dreamed of your house
And I looked around
And I saw the real rain, real power rolling down
And you, you are my best friend
And I, I have always known you
02-75 was the number of my girlfriend's (now wife) P.O. box when we were long distance.
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