Rustbelt Sunsets

When I drink, I always think
About the loneliness in all of us
Cradles to graves, just to say
It's just a trick that cuts the prattle to the quick
Rattle of bones, found below
This drone of gray, fits the sky in Midwestern ways
Rustbelt sunset, Zephyr eyes
Her ruddy hand rested on my quivering thighs
When you slow danced
Across from me, you whispered
Real close, "I know what you want and
What you want to see"
When I drink, I always think
About the wanderlust in all of us
I brushed my lips along her hips
Stolen Kisses played to our hits and our misses
"You think about death too much
Cut to the chase and feel my lonely touch"
Rustbelt sunrise, Davis to Vine
Her neck tasted like the beach in late July
Hey sexy barkeep don't send me away
I've been here all day
You'll hope and pray and one day you'll say
"I remember his laugh, a flack on Prozac"
We kissed and said goodbye outside the station
She wore pajamas and tortoise shell Warby Parker's
Never a light so dim as ours