Funerals

28 December 2005 @ 3:02 pm

staring at each other like we're firm believers in
Spontaneous Human Combustion
They packed up the car
We went twisting our bodies through the rain
the rain sounding like the whole night finally breaking apart,
Our hands melting against the saran-wrapped left-overs;

Three in the past week around this little little town,
We're reaching for her
Reacting because of her.

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