Countertop from Exit Light by Raveloe

a note on the countertop
the bus pulls out of the station
the air was thick over the motorway
suspended in a murky gray

when I left unsaid and morning bled
suspended in each cloud of breath
a yearning for a turning
while you were in the throws alone too

I wish I knew

I thought I’d fled the worst of it all
but girl I was wrong
I ran from a quake to the pit of a sinkhole
now I’m reaching through invisible fibres
closer in this distance than I ever knew
we toil different soil
but the dirt is the same
it’s there on your face, yeah
you wear it the same
the same, the same
yeah you know it by a different name

now when I walk into the unknown
I find it reassuring
I survived some time ago
gathered my strength
made it home

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