Wednesday, June 30, 2010

What's left behind

Did you ever lose something to someone? After all is said and done, after it's all done, he still has that street, that song, that winter. That dress, that drink that he always ordered from that bar, that state that he went to without you but now its his by default. What did he see while he was there? What did he think?

Why would I give a man an entire state? Why have I given men entire years?

The Doctor took "Home" by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. "Jesus, Etc" by Wilco. I hear either one and I get this feeling. A knotted stomach aching right where I can't reach it I can't help it I wish it would just go. Even while I'm doing something else and said song comes on, I get a feeling before I am cognizant of why. I get a feeling of things that are his. That song, that memory, its his. So why won't he just take it? Why won't he just let me be?

But. I'm taking Wilco back. I'm taking it, he can't have it.

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