In Suicide's Tracks

Discussion in 'I Have a Question...' started by Lisa Rosen, Dec 11, 2009.

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  1. Lisa Rosen

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    After solstice

    every day more light to miss you in more time for shadows

    wherever we turn. What if

    I'd called with a beam of before?

    Mount Lemmon where we sat on a pine log talking toward some truth

    with a weight of mothers behind us the world ahead a swirl

    of risks we felt ready to jump into.

    That time you were craving stars you walked up into the Rincons without a tent.

    The clouds moved and those distant white blessings said yes to every wish.

    And you came back out with wilder hair and a hunger you had every reason

    to believe you would always be able to feed.

    Luminarias line a path it's too late to walk. But whenever you said my name

    I heard a history of friendship in your voice calling me back to my most natural self.

    I would give anything to duck back into November now and sound out the syllables that root you.

    I'd bring a message from your guitar, it misses the press of your song.

    And I would sidle in wherever I found you emptying of light, lift

    your head, stroke out worry or hold on beside you, saying

    We'll double our grip, make darkness be the first to let go.
     
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