we watched documentaries up through morning and then you kicked me out. you opened up your screen door and threw me off the porch. it was summer then and i drove home whistling muddy waters down the pike. and that was that: our one sweet night together. under highway signs i watched our love start fluttering and dissipating. i counted all the headlights to make sure i was all right. now i'm wondering is it me or is it me that can't see silver linings?
so i fucked it up. i watched you go. i saw my hand not dialing the phone. all i'm left to do is remember the dull room we sat in blue stream