On Time Spent Waiting, or Placing the Weight of the World on the Shoulders of Those You Love the Most

On Time Spent Waiting, or Placing the Weight of the World on the Shoulders of Those You Love the Most
Format: 7″
Release Date: 10/11/11
Label: Topshelf Records

The Only One Who Could Ever Reach You

the smell of salt hangs in the air
heavy and pregnant with tears

how could i have ever have thought i could call this place home

(where a sea of concrete swallows everything)

so while you paced the floor of our apartment
(a prison for two months still)
i was forcing conversation and not fitting in

dear, there is no shame in cutting all of our losses!

let the whole damn coast fall in

Everything Familiar Has Disappeared!  The World Looks Brand-new!

i was wrong, you were not bigger than this
and long before i was baltimore bound
you had changed- your heart was not in it
and the fewer words that tied your hands to this, the better

cut all ties off, and retreat to your father’s house!

but i think it’ll feel the same no matter where you are

so even if i had wanted you to stay
it wouldn’t have changed anything

anyway, if even time couldn’t sober you up
than i feel sorry for you

When You Are Done Living on Borrowed Time

we slept by the ottoman
autumn rushing to our ears
(a symphony of leaves kissing leaves kissing leaves)

this time last year, you were a ghost,
trapped in your room and spanning the length of your bed to your door
like it was the atlantic

what a difference a year makes!
steadier footing and a new place
to lay your head down

I Would Have Stolen You a Whole Orchestra

you carry all your weight-

tightly stretched across your face,
like evidence or proof that everything aged you

i measured steady breaths
(afraid of truth, or of being rebuked),
“what horrible things cling to you?”

i did not expect to get an answer at all
or for your to let your guard down

but either a ghost or a sigh escaped you

your color fled, though your resistance would not be moved

you said, “when you have given so much, so little remains.

like a wound that will never heal, all that’s left is to wait”