I close my eyes and now I pray. That you are out there doing the same. Long for the touch it stands alone. It needs no vision to find its home. . I've seen beauty in the mountains.
It's the last night on earth. Before the great divide. My hands are shaking. Time was never on our side. And there's no such thing. As a beautiful goodbye.
There was a man in his car trying to talk to me. He drove a Pontiac, red, 1963. He shouted numbers and neighborhood streets. I said, "I wouldn't know, I wouldn't know".