09-29-2014, 06:58 AM
August – 3rd Draft
Say goodbye, driving home with the radio off.
Say goodbye, under the moon,
remembering her cold hands.
She said: Don’t waste autumn
smoking and staring at your shoes.
Say goodbye, watching television static
and swallowing pills
so you fall onto the pillows
like a body stumbles from a ledge.
Goodbye, broken glass.
Goodbye, hand towels and carving knife.
She said, Goodbye. Write if you can.
and don’t worry about the night,
it was always too dark for me.
Say goodbye, driving home with the radio off.
Say goodbye, under the moon,
remembering her cold hands.
She said: Don’t waste autumn
smoking and staring at your shoes.
Say goodbye, watching television static
and swallowing pills
so you fall onto the pillows
like a body stumbles from a ledge.
Goodbye, broken glass.
Goodbye, hand towels and carving knife.
She said, Goodbye. Write if you can.
and don’t worry about the night,
it was always too dark for me.