Where were you
in days of
endless rainfall
when the sun
wouldn't
touch a soul?

and the curtains were closed
and the dust had settled,
tell me you know,
that the dust
has settled

in that room
that's
looked the
same for seven years.

You have to know
it's killing me
to watch you
collapse in
the rocking chair
and lull your mind
to sleep
with the pain
of all you've taken
back
all the postcards
and cigarette cartons
that you've brought back
for thirty years

You're not the same
and I'm not
who I was
then
as well

the dust has settled
the spiders have come
and the sun has
finally set
over us.