Mount Hum

Nauseated at the beach, we’re watching white birds flock around competing at the prizes We give ‘em a slice of gum, a loaded trunk with everything you left outside in East Fairmont Water bottles feed the kids you knew that you forgot that you knew We’re back here somewhere before you learned to read The music never changed, your heart just quit beating We held CD’s in our hands, our legs tied to our shoes Will you spend the next hours working, while I rest with my head on the floor? Did you leave the rest to rot in memory? Did you remember to build a memorial? Will they see us in the living room, between the key and your front door? Come off and fall, so that I can pick you up Our homes are not the kinds of places you’d own Where the pieces of the pieces go when walls corrode Where the water spills in waterbeds when we’re alone We were ghosts even then, errant sunlight on our skin Sunlight, sunlight And we drove out to the bluffs, raced each other through the dust We’re all gonna die