Jessie And My Whetstone

To me, the only thing left after a while

was that night we watched

documentaries up through morning

and then you kicked me out.

you opened up your screen door and threw me off of the porch

it was summer then and I drove home whistling

down the pike.

and that was that: our one sweet night together.

and under highway signs I watched our love start fluttering anddissipating.

I counted all the headlights to make sure I was all right.

now I'm wondering is it me or is it me that can't see silverlinings?

so I fucked it up. I watched you go

I saw my hand not dailing the phone.

all I'm left to do is remember the dull room we sat in bluestream light

watching the strike of '59.

I dreamed of wrecking my underwear.

oh can't I touch your cheeks somewhere

under dirt filled rainy nights with my socks stuck in the mud.

please come dive in puddles with me

our one sweet night together

our one sweet night together

our one sweet night together

and under highway signs i watched out love gone flutteringdissipating

i counted all the headlights to make sure i was alright