a thirsty soul suspended over the waters of this heartland like some kind of symbolic sacrifice to the lesser demigods she is wearing a hippy skirt and a fashionable hat a swift sunrise gives her aspects of divinity
she tells me she came here to go shopping but in the turbulent space between our hearts something has changed she tells me cloudy days make her sad i tell her rain is a companion to no man but the flowers love it just the same she knows she loves it too
i pick up her thought and bounce it like a rubber ball cause it keeps comin back to me' just like that mysterious smile that lingered on her face long on my mind i cant seem to shed the thought that it all means something someplace always somebody thirsty somewhere
the clock stopped at a quarter to four and a shameful woman sits there fixing her face with the wrenches and hammers of fashionable practice seek to be the same as everybody else someday your bound to get there just to find yourself questioning why you bothered once your there
her and the shameful woman put a heated argument in the pocket of hunger and giggling like schoolgirls walk away to go find a mirror to get lost in swap makeup and spit in some bathroom selfies girls night out
i'm standing out here in the open air parking lot watching the heartland of fiveashes sink slowly into the sea walk on the puddles reflections of clouds as they break apart to bring us a brand new day rain is a companion to no man but the flowers like it anyway