once there was a house where elephants walked
but we would sit on the stairs and watch
giggling at the breaking furniture
kept us warm like a comfortable shower
sneaking to your place just to use your soap
despite the long highway between us
summer nights bled into winter sheets
something about school kept us on edge
waiting for the lightning to flash or
our thoughts to be broadcast on the p.a.
i learned all i could about chemistry
you studied hard for keeping up
we fell behind, of course, too wrapped up
and i drifted into losing language
or losing the one you used anyway
living in a green house rather than blue
and there were no tears or endings
just elephant memories and sunflowers