Somewhere between the thought and word
There’s a lot we leave behind
Somewhere between the meat and bone
There’s a lot we take for granted
I was passing by and saw him. He was sitting where he had sat all day, doing his thing. He was too drunk to recognize me again. The last time he was like this, his heart was twisting again because of her – she was always a complication. I asked him how he was doing.
“She broke her back.” He said with despairing eyes.
“What? How?” I wasn’t expecting that.
“She fell 15 feet. Broke her back! She’s in the hospital now. I have to go to Austin and take care of her.” He started weeping. “Fuck! I was headed north! I was on my my way. Now I’ll have to push her around in a wheel chair. Probably for two months, or longer? While she’s screaming at me! Fuck! I was about leave! Going north, man!”
He was crying and cursing. I saw love in his eyes, and pain. He apologized for being a crying drunk and I told him to not be ridiculous.
“She took a knife for me.” He said.
“She what?” I didn’t think I heard him correctly.
“She took a knife for me. You don’t forget that. I took one for her too.” He lifted up his shirt and showed me a big, gnarled scar on his abdomen – where
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“El, you have a spark that lights my fires.”
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Silence makes the heart go wander
Distance makes the heart grow harder
Laughter makes the heart grow stronger
Everyone’s walking with a devil inside
How much more can a heart break?
What’s next after a powder state?
Ground down to the silicate?
Too crushed to calculate
“I have a whole calendar of events for everybody. Like the incline. Or Pancake Rock.”
“I think you could be an Art Director and blah blah blah.”
“That’s like making fun of you because I’m smarter than you.”
“How do you know you’re smarter?”
“But do you know HOW it burns?”