toomanydayswithriza

perpetualisolation:

Empire! Empire! (I Was A Lonely Estate) - I Swim Like A Minnow

you bobby-pinned your auburn hair back,
as we crossed over the washington state line
in my grandfather’s car, 
we were fleeing the scene
of a california coast line. 
where we buried our dreams
among the gridlock and concrete

barefoot, we pulled off the road,
and stepped into the summer night
and we drank greedily
of greenery and open air

this was not the time or place to address
the emptiness that hung around us.
or how the end of this trip birthed us with uncertainty
of what to do next…