East Coast E. - Matt Pond PA

It stopped raining against the windows 
in the late days before july 
we used our bodies against our reason 
as we threw ourselves from in to outside 

through the glass we’d pass the graveyards 
the speed was part of killing our time 
our mouths were moving suggesting promise 
smartly promise can change into lies 

caught in a car you weren’t driving 
wondered where they’d let you off 
before the impact you smiled 
before the impact you said what a great summer night 

you were looking at your fingers 
you were counting for control 
i’d never heard so much quiet 
i’d never heard so little breath 
or so few of your words 

ahead of safety we’d gone much farther 
faster the trees blurred the lines 
the last few moments the seconds slowed up 
as the tires pointed at the sky 

caught in a car you weren’t driving 
wondered where they’d let you off 
before the impact you smiled 
before the impact you said what a great summer night 

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