keepsakes

WE LEFT THE SUN ON TOO LONG AND NOW IT'S BURNT OUT AND THE MESH LINES ON OUR KNEES & FACES FROM SITTING DOWN PRESSED UP AGAINST THE SCREEN DOOR DON'T GET US ANYWHERE ANYMORE THEY DON'T CURE THE HEATWAVE OR FIX THE OLD GENERATOR OR GET THE FAUCET RUNNING AGAIN WHAT CAN WE DO BUT LET THEM FADE IT'S LIKE WE LEFT THE SUMMER ON TOO LONG AND NOW WE'RE BURNT OUT

we will get through this. we dont have to lie or avoid the truth. we can lay out our wares and our worries and know that at the end of the day, as the sun sets we will have made it through. we can count our coins or pity our lack but still, we are looking down at our hands. our hands, which count down time too. and as the sun sets we will have made it through. as my hands find nothing but time, i am weary. and bleary too my eyes from falling asleep on the phone again. it never slipped out of my hands. no time nor entropy fell it. i did not set it down. i have not. and as the sun sets, we will have made it through. with or without, we'll get through.

YOU ARE ALWAYS PASSING THROUGH AND EVERY BRIDGE HAS A TOLL YOU MIGHT PAY WITH A HOLE IN A POCKET OR A SCRAPE ON A KNEE OR A TUNE THAT YOU HUM AND THEN FORGET BUT YOU ALWAYS REMEMBER ITS SWEETNESS AND I BEG YOU TO REMEMBER: YOU ARE ALWAYS ASKING HOSTEL AND EVERY GATE HAS A KEEP DO NOT FORGET TO SHOW THANKS YOUR FARE MUST SPEAK IN TONGUES