Across Many Waters ​

Lonely on a bus to the shore

Feelings are expensive

The day’s not done but I minus well be…

I breathe into this deep space inside my chest

That I didn’t know was there before.

And I asked, “When’s the sunset?”

“After my bedtime” you replied.

And you keep counting the days out aloud

And I can never tell if you’re thinking of

How many days I have here, left or

How many until im gone again…

I don’t know where im going and

I don’t know where to get off-

But im not lost.

The full moon reflects through the window,

And I close my eyes for the last time.