Tonight I lost my own heart.I am broken.I am sad.I am lost. You were there—a swift breath against my ear. You said,I am not fit for consumption,yet still you laid yourself downlike a sacrifice upon my altar. And I drank from you—your blood in a greasy purple plastic cup,letting youquench my thirst. Later you said …
gravel and dust
There’s a road where the pavement ends,where blacktop turns to gravel and dust.I go there sometimesto be alone and think about us. Just off the road, I sit beside the water.At night, I can even see the stars.It’s there, I wonder,what lies deep in my heart. I forgive you for each time you hurt meand …
Dixie's Road Trip 