"hello girl"

it didnt help to stop the commentary
the second guess of a good hand
handed down in generational habit
the stomach exceeds tension
a breath drops to a shallow gaze
and you are pivotal in these lines
lined up against the odds of fated outcome
the coffee didnt hold to the heat
the morning effected the light
and then you were going
i know all about it
straighten out the right and wrong
but not right now
it must have been the color of the day
quick hold to moments intertwined in lifes sentence
does the beginning always know the end
illusions ive become
hard pressed for ideas that keep me yearning
wake up to a man you do not know
and ask again what you have found here
in the silence of lips and lust and lacked love
become someone better
walk central down to where the park breaks
past a home you never found comfort in
after lies you told yourself at night
"hello girl"
did you remember in the city of fog that it is june
one year older then the last time you thought about it