There were sounds around the morning sun that pleased you
I was worried that they might have gone.
And we lingered at the table after eating, wondering “how long does love go on?”
There was nothing but a traveler’s bag we needed,
In a howling wind of word and song.
They were all around to see me when I killed it, wondering “how long does life go on?”
How long have I been wrong?
They were hiding down inside the room, we made you wait until the afternoon to look.
When you saw her face you screamed into the evening, shouting
“How could I deserve my luck?”
If we left you all alone we knew you’d leave us, so we stayed with you all through the night.
There was something in the feeling when I held you,
Wishing everything would be just fine.
When I told you, you laughed at me.
Then a traveler’s bag was all we had, we shared it – nothing else when you are far from home.
In the space that came between us flew our demons,
And you know we live this life alone.
You know you live your life alone.
It was offered “spend the night, you look disgusting” – just a bridge to burn or step across.
It was then I knew for sure where this was leading, tell me, how long have I been lost?
released June 6, 2013
Room Inhabitant: Theresa Govert
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