Adam: Why did you scream like that? Beth: Because I walked into my apartment and there was a strange man in my window. Adam: It was me! Beth: I didn’t know that. Adam: Oh.
-Adam (2009)
How I wish you could see the potential The potential of you and me It’s like a book elegantly bound But in a language you can’t read just yet
I would steal horses for you, if there were any left, give a dozen of the best to your father, the auto mechanic in the small town where you were born and where he will die in the dark. I am afraid of his hands, which have rebuilt more of the small parts of this world than I ever will. I would offer my sovereignty, take every promise as your final lie, the last point before we start refusing the exact. I would wrap us both in old blankets hold every disease tight against our skin.
I want you I carved your name across three counties and ground it in with bloody hides broken necks will line the ditch till you stop it, stop it, stop this madness. I want you I have waited with a glacier's patience smashed every transformer with every trailer till nothing was standing sixty-five miles wide but still you are nowhere, still you are nowhere, nowhere in sight come out to meet me, run out to meet me come into the light