3 am phone call fromDallas,you lost somewherein Texas

whiskey drunk and thinking

as I lay 500 miles away

Memphis with me

Sleeping,

Knowing

This,

as all things

too

shall pass
I love you.

hung over in my bed

spread long night split open day light

draggingthe midtown bars

your body

a southern city

under a blanketof invisible stars.

I breathe in

your dreams

while you're sleeping

skin seeping

stale alcohol sweat,smell of the downtown bars

now wet the simple curve between your shoulders

and invisible scars where I lay my head

listening

to your music and take each breath with you

Knowing,

this as all things

too

shall pass
I leave you now

while your world is getting bigger

to map out your fate in another

spread...long...night

the simple curve of daylight

waking you with another

country, your body a foreign city

soon you will find yourself,

love, among beautiful illusions

women,

many who will make you feel like a man

such a beautiful illusion

of these,

few

willing to sacrifice to make youa better man

I was one.
I know you

never asked me to

feel

But I will never forgive your indifference