Somewhere out there where the rock upheaves the soil in oh, so handsome strata, red and pale pages for you to flip through and forget in time with me out there.
Blur across state lines that ever separated me from you. I'll pull out every rib that says our hearts can't beat as one. Will you remember me? Just wear me like your sunburnt rosary, keep me close over your skin. And I'm trying to hold myself together but my patience is growing thin. Those rainy nights that I took those steps back to your front door have changed to days scorching the rocks in a desert that bears your weight no more.
Although they say life will find a way you are dying out. Die out. I will now wait for the river to reclaim what rightfully belongs to it in its depths. Do not tell me how you feel weak when I would stop breathing to better hear you speak. I would stop breathing.