Knowing

I lie awake at night,
Wonder how you are,
Knowing you’re so far away.
So I fluff up my pillows,
And I tug at the covers.
Tomorrow’s another day.
And I pretend that I’m smiling--
That I really believe it--
When I wake with the taste
Of your smile on my tongue.

I walk through the house at night,
Wonder where you are,
Knowing you’re too far away.
So I sit in the kitchen
In a tank top, sip cocoa
To the ticking of the clock.
Tomorrow’s on its way.
And I make like I’m laughing--
That I can’t wait to feel it--
When I wake with the warmth
Of your laughter in my ear.

I go to sleep at night,
Wonder how you are,
Knowing you’re just far away.
So I scratch my dog good-night,
And I stretch in the cool bed.
Tomorrow I’ll be okay.
And I laugh, ‘cuz I’m smiling--
And I just can’t believe it--
When I wake with the smell
Of the sun on my face.

                                                                 Sunday October 20, 1996
                                                                 

Driving

Make me believe you’ll really
Hold my hand in silence forever.
Push the tears back with your tongue
As I kick at the bed.  By my eyes 
You have heard all the good
In the world and Awaken
That untitled song in my mind
Once again--the one I never
Rap my fingers to in the car.
The one with the faceless hand
In the night that kneads me
Into choking back air--It’s too thick.
The one that takes voice
In the last dripping note of the sky.

Make me rely on the touch
And the arm of another.
Prop up my chin with your kiss
As I cry in the crook of your arm.
By my words you have seen
All the good in the world and Awaken
That untitled song in my mind
Once again--the one I never
Hum along with in the car.
The one with the voiceless hand
In the night that lulls me into
Dreaming back tears--It’s too hard.
The one that takes vision
In the last crashing light of the storm.

Make me see you’ll really
Hold me in my wrinkled nightshirt forever.
Fold back worries at the crease
Of the sheets with your smile.
By my heart you have felt
All the good in the world and Awaken
That untitled song in my mind 
Once again--the one I never
Mouth the words to in the car.
The one with the touchless hand
In the night that stirs
Me into empty rapture--It’s too much.
The one that takes form
In the last peaceful drop of your chest
As we sleep.

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