New boards on old posts
The flies in the porchlight imitated stars
Reading pages after pages wide open spaces
And wasted lines
Bill's rebirth unnerved me but Berman's light returned me
Gathering places in enclosed spaces
Drinks in an airport bar
Between the skyline and the river
Stumbling to your car
Shuffling bags in shopping carts
The aspen tremble distilled through art
Life's not a natural disaster
Old bars and new haunts
Passing through them in 44 time
If I could just have a waltz
To splice some feel back onto life
Two cars parked outside of your house
In the suburbs near the mall
Your life's not a natural Disaster