New York State

Do you remember back in Alum Springs when you jumped the fence?
Yes I do
Pine trees crowding drunken loudness from a couple of kids who didn't know what the fuck they would do

Nostalgia's knocking on,
knocking on my door
She brings dozens of days in hammocks, a million more nights sleeping on the floor wondering
Why I can't stay
Why's it gotta change
Why can't I bring you to New York State

I'm never thankful for enough but I'm always wanting everything

Now I'm looking at a different view, the amber lit sky,
oh, how it reminds me of you
Hand rolling cigarettes I thought I'd quit
Singing old songs just to get the gist again

And that's just how I live:
a recluse
I'm so obsessed by mishappenings and not enough by the truth saying "it's okay, you're gonna make mistakes when you live alone in New York State!"

It's a ringing endorsement, but not too much for comforting
Did these walls just get closer?

I'm selfish
Recklessly
Contemplating wordings from the letters that I thought I'd send, but never will

I'm face in
The pavement
I'm staring at your bracelet: a memory from the windowsill