Parting Company

I find myself far now

From the burning sheets of Indianapolis

Chasing AIDS in the alleyways of Stringtown

Far now

From the promise of another empty new beginning

Starting over with your pants dirty from a thousand driveways

Starting over with your jaw sore from eating mirror shards

Starting over with your phone in the freezer

You learn to forget your own name

In dark rooms where you want to be dead

And where the people are drunk

And some of them are dying

But there's always a morning and a bottle of cold medicine waiting

Starting over with eviction

Red letters on the door

GET OUT

And the mornings are white in December

In a minivan with a missing window