Chase City
The gun barked
retribution, damning some to
loss in alleyways, illuminating violent sharp his search for her one
prideful suit after another.
Burning a hundred an hour to night in
Seattle.
Soaking in deluge with a trunk full of
instant madness.
Waking up
alone in
blood and
screaming to the
sky the
things that
move you
Soles worn
Stolen car
Where the fuck is she!?
You're useless to me, goodnight.
Remember the
kisses and blue eyes to heal the bruises and refill the
drive.
Six broken ribs, one busted arm, one shattered hand, and a crushed
toe by the time he had
knocked the pins down.
Framed in
sunset now he holds her on the beach.
I walked through hell for you and I'd do it again if I had to because I love you.
Always.