the sun drowned in south carolina
and lost its duel with the moon
as i sunk the shame i’d spent
on another carload of groceries that wouldn’t last
the water turned to static and black
as the reds began to fade
and make friends with the lightning bugs
dancing a dance i’d only seen in the movies once before
before the war
before the lies
before they tore down the forest behind my mother’s home
(for what, i do not know)
and there was lava in my belly
and fire in my head
and my love in another space and time
reminding me of what it felt like to look in the mirror and laugh
it’s midnight in new york
(and everywhere else for that matter)
and i’m still haunted by the thought of church bells and white
of pretty dresses and overstepped heights
of why on earth and whom in heaven
and what it takes to make it through
it was a left on strawberry street
and i woke up at the park by surprise
(haveiclosedmyeyes?)
With All of my Love,
Jules