Oh the shame that sent me off from the God that I once loved

Was the same that sent me into your arms




I swear I kissed the stars that night
And not your chapped lips
As your warm breath blew white across my cheekbones
And you told me that my eyes were too dark to be so sad
And I ripped at the black cloth binding together our planets
And our molecules and this drowning you call 'love'
It burned my fingertips and dazzled my eyes and pounded in my eardrums
Because these senses can only take so much
And you remind me of the sun and of exploding planets and of too-bright stars
And I swear I disintegrated
Somewhere near the slush around your dirty sneakers
As you warmed me with alcohol and winter coats and promises of eventual love
And I swear, I swear, you made me feel alive

This song came on my iPod as I was walking back from a Cardinal Key interview. And I broke out in goosebumps and almost started crying. Because it just felt so perfect. With the Flagstaff wind blowing through the Ponderosa pines and my shivering bones. And the moon peeking out behind telephone wires and bricked buildings and glittering over snow. And false memories clawing out of my subconscious.

And I've been listening to this CD on repeat for the last couple of days. Because, it feels like a necessity at this point. At least as far as my sanity is concerned.