why do i feel so dreadful driving through your home state
how can this place be for lovers when you've anything but reappeared
right now i'm just a shiny black car snaking through the mountainous roads
shrouded in absolute clouds working alongside the fog engulfing the mountains in the distance
and i passed a cemetery on my left
with hitched breaths i still searched for your name in the blurs of the tombstones that whizzed by
i thought good karma was real, forgoing my own selfishness
so i opened a door for about five elderly people
and still fell upon a stony grave in broad daylight
- A.H.
