backflash
I'm already blaming myself for leaving,
not sure what the blame is for
not sure why.
But I'm saying goodbye to
the man on the moon,
I'm hoping to God I see you soon
Back on Rattlesnake Mountain
close enough to touch the Big Dipper
far enough,
always too far from you
I'm passing parking lots I called you from,
clenching childhood friends
sitting where parked cars should be
That was years ago
and only for the first time
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