she
said
the
land
eats
my
heart
alive
i
feel
those
high
plains
in
my
skin

she 

sang 

angel 

of 

the 

morning 

as 

passionately 

as 

Juice 

might've  

her
legs
were
tired
her
back
was
sore
she'd
been
holding
the
baby
too
long

that
scene
in
sideways
where
he
drinks
wine
at
a
burger
joint
so
romantic

you
and
i
should've
been
king
and
queen
of
a
high
land
and
a
low
sea

i
said
have
a
fun
day
daughter
and
she
said
you
too
mom
have
a
fun
day

we
don't
kiss
like
lovers
anymore
we
kiss
like
robots
with
big
hearts

you
can't
get
me
down
the
sun's
shinin'
the
birds
are
singin'
i'm
livin'

i'd
known
her
for
twenty
years
when
she
left
i
didn't
know
her
anymore

the
ronettes
played
and
they
sounded
so
passionate
he
grasped
my
hand
then

the
weather
worn
man
selling
street
roots
today
with
his
quiet
loud
eyes

and
just
when
i
thought
you
couldn't
hate
me
any
more
you
loved
me

we
said
our
kids
were
growing
too
fast
we
couldn't
wait
for
them
to
grow
up

to
pass
the
idle
time
i
think
of
my
husband
with
his
legs
crossed

i
dreamt
my
love
made
you
a
puppy
in
my
hands
it
was
just
a
dream

the
grimoire
was
a
story
of
her
life
she'd
learned
her
spells
the
hard
way

i
asked
him
to
come
back
in
the
room
just
so
i
could
admire
his
body

he
deglazed
the
pan
with
red
wine
and
i
wished
i
could
marry
him
again

i
read
Thérèse
Raquin
by
the
fire
it
seemed
right
with
that
winter
night

the
sharp
sting
of
winter
sun
made
my
heart
long
and
my
eyes
bright
with
tears

we
swelled
at
the
slow
lusty
sounds
of
sweet
emotion
and
tnt

give
me
a
ticket
for
an
aero
plane
ain't
got
time
to
take
a
fast
train

-the box tops

the
moss
has
grown
'round
my
ankles
the
trees
have
their
branches
about
me

i
feel
sublime
and
beat
down
all
at
once
the
blue
grey
skies
know
me
well

she
was
reading
the
ethical
slut
she
hadn't
been
honest
with
him

the
flowers
tell
me
that
spring
is
coming
but
i'm
highly
skeptical

i
miss
your
tattoos
i'm
wearing
your
t-shirt
i
feel
you
in
my
nipples

you
were
always
on
my
mind
was
on
my
mind
and
i'd
tears
in
my
eyes

karaoke
filled
the
room
her
cheeks
were
flush
and
warm
with
lust
the
moon
waxed

they
call
her
ol'
black
eyes
and
that's
all
I'm
gonna
say
'bout
that
right
now

she
wrote
him
a
letter
that
said
she
couldn't
live
without
him
no
more

say
good
bye
and
hang
up
love
before
i
say
something
mean
and
resent
you

you
can't
be
here
so
I'll
let
the
wind
whisper
the
sweet
nothings
tonight

i
imagined
a
cave
of
diamonds
silver
gold
shining
through
the
walls

oh
baby
baby
it's
a
wild
world
I'm
glad
I
have
you
to
hold
me

i
just
keep
going
back
to
that
high
desert
the
tumbleweeds
the
blue
moons

remember
Marfa
hon'
that
pasta
was
not
worth
ninety
dollars

the
chemex
had
been
washed
and
left
to
dry
reminding
me
he
had
gone

i
miss
the
tumbleweeds
of
my
youth
these
doug
firs
just
don't
do
it
for
me

i
was
awake
in
the
bedroom
hoping
he
would
come
in
but
he
didn't