Sad Labels:
verse
Sunshine
Dirty Knees
Soon they'll all
be calling me
by name
Not remembering
I haven't been
her since
We woke the
rooster with
our insomnia
Fought the
demons with
our matchsticks
Rode the moon
until it buckled
under the weight
of our salvation
Sunshine
Knotted hair
And every way
still left
to wonder
Where beneath
us the earthquake
might wait
for us to happen