Tuesday, May 5, 2009

The Midwest.

The Midwest engulfed us for quite sometime Elijah. 
as I mismatched clothes on purpose and changed in front of you.
The smell of gas stations and empty diners never felt more like home
and I loved the way your name rolled off my tongue like a Shakespeare Sonnet
while we found time to debate science and religion, love and outer space
but at the end of the day you'd get tangled up in me, and I'd lose myself in you
how you held my head when the motion sickness came over me
as each breath of air you took gave me wings to grow, gave me wings to go
So give my regards to Nebraska, for giving me Elijah, for giving me life.