How do you sleep, Virginia?
In that house he built you.
How do you sleep, Virginia?
In fair Virginia Dale.
How do you sleep, Virginia?
Now that he's gone.
How do you sleep, Virginia?
With that coffin under your bed.
How do you sleep, Virginia?
That metal box below you.
How do you sleep, Virginia?
His body lying cold.
How do you sleep, Virginia?
That box full of alcohol.
How do you sleep, Virginia?
Him pickled below your bed.
How do you sleep, Virginia?
It's not a raven tapping,
On your chamber door.

i need virginia.
and so do you.

virginia is the flickering lights
of an emergency room vacation.

virginia is the bruise on your cheek
from a cafe seizure.

virginia is the moment you realized
you changed your favorite color, without ever asking yourself first.

virginia is understanding that nothing we do will ever change what will be.

virginia is your pink wet tongue frozen
to the telephone poll.

virginia is the moment at the funeral
when you realize you've never seen a dead body before.

virginia is all those times you stole lighters from the corner store
and all the times you never got caught.

virginia is the woman you sleep with, after you crash your car on the freeway.

virginia is who you call on the phone, when you think it's all over.

virginia is a story worth telling.
let it breathe.
let it breathe.
let it breathe