Sunday, July 12, 2015

Boneyards and Junkyards

In the rearview mirror there's nothing but angry women. I check again and there are all the familiar smiles with all the love that got me to this point in life; all the dogs and cats who gave me all the love that they had.

Some day soon these will be someone's good old days. I hear Courtney Barnett and the Hummingbirds and Dawes on the radio and I can feel somebody's memories being made.

Oh, to touch a heart. It should be so easy. Never fall out of love, my sweet friend. Never fall out of love.

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