a tiny radio

The secrets of the universe

Won’t play from the diner’s jukebox

And I’m not learning anything

From the records that hang on my wall

C’mon and let me down, baby

You wouldn’t be the first

C’mon and lay me down, darling

Hold my hand with both of yours

There’s a tiny radio sitting in the corner of the store

And I’m dancing, I’m dancing around it

Watching my thrifted heart throb

To the silence you are channeling


I saw your face in the moon yesterday

Carved by a simple-minded painter

...I’m haunted


You’ve seen it through

So I'm seeing you out

Does the sun rise to set or

Does it set to rise now

How many words can you pack into “goodbye”

How many feelings, how many times

Can a person’s soul die while their body is kept

So warm & still alive