I take this blanket of time and pull it over my head I wrap it around my body to hold hostage vulnerability Right now it doesn't help much because this storm is too ferocious and this sheet is too thin to contain anything pathological But as I wait for this thunder to be over I hope it won't go under without me So as I pull this blanket of time over my head and close my eyes and rock and roll I sing songs and write poems inside my skull to drown out the noises of cold With every note and every line I listen to the noises cry, until I hear them suffer and die and I know my cries will suffer and die So as this blanket rests upon my crown I feel a chilly breeze breathe through its holes and know the worst is dead So as I open my eyes, still raining dyes I squint at the world that has me curled I stare up at the sky, craning my neck I watch the clouds leak onto where my eyes leaked and tears and raindrops leak together Because I am one with the world And as we share our pain I know we share the sun too
I wrote this for my best friend last summer before he left.