i waited for you by the midnight tracks
loud moon howling,
get the fuck off my territory
but i didn’t know he was talking to me

blank eyed broken down tossed together
in a cardboard box
lost in the exhale of someone
who thinks he can ache harder
thinks his hands might be bigger than his broken body
bleeding to find what it was that keeps him from forgetting
a slow plummet that was over long before
it started
cracked by a rock bottom but at least there was a rock bottom
(don’t let them pity you kid
it’s not what you’re parents like to see)

when the distant screech of metal against metal
brought me back to life

and the whisper of
some say the soul departs long
before the body hits the ground

echoing
through the teeth of the wind