Virgin Wrecker
I knew I made a mistake
being at work
and missing your call.
It was that voice carrying me back to a time when the world was constantly ending in my mind
but look at me here
hearing the end of it again.
God, I missed you-
Well to be fair the feeling just hit me now.
Had I not heard your voice I kinda wonder if I'd still be so struck.
But I did and I can't believe that we still share something
after time and distance.
Can you believe we shared something
that we share something still-
and it makes me think back to the days when the world was constantly ending in my mind
knowing it continues on with you
hearing some memory of a start.
Now pick up the god damn phone
cause I can only dial this number so many times
and drunkenly laugh that you're engaged-
some conquest conquerer you were.
But I guess you succeeded.
And there is nothing but a proud beat
trouncing it's way through me like a fish returning home
to bare what we left to bore.
And I'm thinking back to the days when the world was constantly ending in my mind
and we laid in bed
you tiptoeing your fingers over me
some sun dashing behind us
and I was finally able to be naked with someone for the first time without any nervousness
which was a pretty big deal at the time I'll let you know
I'm still a shy pee-er.
But it was the ease of it all.
Knowing that there was a start there that would soon have to end
learning that many worlds are constantly ending all the time.
Knowing that there was something between us during a time and a place
and having that tucked away for myself for my personal end of the worlds
which I wonder if you have tucked away for yourself too.
So I'm struck here again.
plucking at some invisible phone cord
waiting for a ringing to be answered
and to hear a voice to end a thought
and start a new.
-Matthew Koutzun
