the window's down

your hair whipped my face

adjust the sound


those cigarettes

will kill you someday

not today


to reach the river before dark

the only thought was how fast you got in

the night's end


running on the rocks

i'd slip but not care

somehow were soft


there's enough here

no one has to worry

the coast is clear


lighting fires

your eyes rolled back

the day seems like it's too much to pretend

the night's end


nothing beyond the river bend

passed out in fields

the morning light will mend you


the night's end