I was chasing down the moon
Burning concave, sickle bow ahead
They thought you were cheese
They praised you
They feared you
They studied you
They tried to lasso you
They landed on you
They forgot you
And now I'm staring you down
Plain and laid in my sights
The deer to my lonesome, vague headlights
As I barrel into her labyrinth
I'm yielding onto her, and as I go
She eclipses the sky beneath her
And it's shrinking in my view
It's as so the distance
Barring us both,
Is fracturing with every inch of every mile
By time, we will collide in beautiful unison
The explosion wound send to fragments,
The line dividing
The candor of life
And the uncertain ether
Celestial dust and shrapnel
Will rain down a new gravity
Heaven involved itself;
Instead I am now driving with the moon
We team south as she occupies
The passenger side
She's my hitch hiker
Or if she were Bonnie
I'd have to be Clyde
We're gonna rob that big bank in the sky, baby
Weaving stories of home and the road
And love and loss and time and hope
And destinations and longings
And belongings and beginnings
And we disagree and we fear things
And we share dreams and we lose sleep
And we split gas and we drive fast
And we smoke grass and she laughs
But time passed
And she was due a few miles ahead
So she climbed to the back seat
To rest for a moment
And I drove on
With the familiarity she shone
She was quiet now
And so I kept to my thoughts and the road
I'd look back on occasion just to assure
She was still a pendant on the drapery of night
I glanced about enough to spot her
From the corner of my eye
And I sigh at the strike of reticence
But flood with saccharine
I remember her glow as a child
She was in a sidecar on every road trip
Again I turn to her,
But she made no appearance
Like a thief, she fled by window,
Not even a disturbance to the wind
I smiled for our ride together
And the protection she laid over me
It was finished now,
But everything always is
I caught the blemish in my rear view
As I moved on
She was a speckle behind me
And being swallowed by the hills and buildings
I couldn't know what anticipated in the remote
But I remember my old friend
As the slack between us
Became taut and expansive
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 12:03 PM UTC
I was chasing down the moon
Burning concave, sickle bow ahead
They thought you were cheese
They praised you
They feared you
They studied you
They tried to lasso you
They landed on you
They forgot you
And now I'm staring you down
Plain and laid in my sights
The deer to my lonesome, vague headlights
As I barrel into her labyrinth
I'm yielding onto her, and as I go
She eclipses the sky beneath her
And it's shrinking in my view
It's as so the distance
Barring us both,
Is fracturing with every inch of every mile
By time, we will collide in beautiful unison
The explosion wound send to fragments,
The line dividing
The candor of life
And the uncertain ether
Celestial dust and shrapnel
Will rain down a new gravity
Heaven involved itself;
Instead I am now driving with the moon
We team south as she occupies
The passenger side
She's my hitch hiker
Or if she were Bonnie
I'd have to be Clyde
We're gonna rob that big bank in the sky, baby
Weaving stories of home and the road
And love and loss and time and hope
And destinations and longings
And belongings and beginnings
And we disagree and we fear things
And we share dreams and we lose sleep
And we split gas and we drive fast
And we smoke grass and she laughs
But time passed
And she was due a few miles ahead
So she climbed to the back seat
To rest for a moment
And I drove on
With the familiarity she shone
She was quiet now
And so I kept to my thoughts and the road
I'd look back on occasion just to assure
She was still a pendant on the drapery of night
I glanced about enough to spot her
From the corner of my eye
And I sigh at the strike of reticence
But flood with saccharine
I remember her glow as a child
She was in a sidecar on every road trip
Again I turn to her,
But she made no appearance
Like a thief, she fled by window,
Not even a disturbance to the wind
I smiled for our ride together
And the protection she laid over me
It was finished now,
But everything always is
I caught the blemish in my rear view
As I moved on
She was a speckle behind me
And being swallowed by the hills and buildings
I couldn't know what anticipated in the remote
But I remember my old friend
As the slack between us
Became taut and expansive
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