Blue Ridge

Set the pin, my sweet diamond
You as the wooden wheelchair we kept near the basement stairs
Oh, you used the fire
As a call to inspire you and your collapsing knees
Into pulling your rotting teeth free

I've seen you as the clotted blue and black on your grandmother's eyelash
And I've seen me as the puddled rusty mess on your kid sister's mattress

We all start as an abscess or as an abandoned bird's nest
And then there's you as my spirit guide struggling to keep me alive
And I recently dreamt of the day that we met, love
In that high unguarded heat
On our Catholic school retreat

I've seen you as the "No, stop, don't..." that you scream when we're sleeping
And I've seen me as a younger man giving in and retreating

I've seen you as the clotted blue and black on your grandmother's eyelash
And I've seen me as the puddled rusty mess on your kid sister's mattress

We all start as an abscess



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Writer(s): Gregory Gover
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