kieran in the taillights

kieran
oh
god
kieran
look at how
we've been torn
apart by women slowly
for years now
our voices
have dried into
cracked clay
our hair kempt with kisses
from the ridges
of their lips
kieran don't you
remember the stupid solace
we found in the songs hid
under our beds
don't you remember
when we walked
like far off shadows
of ourselves cast on the cliffs
i think
it was better then
knowing ourselves
or at least we thought
we did
it was easier
just to think
we did
and it's hard
to say goodbye
to the sparks that shout
from our old burning limbs
but we both know
it's different now
i know you see it when
you wave after my
old chevy
as i pull away
back to the hills
of fort st. james where
the night shines
better when it rains
and you wave at me
in the taillights
and the moon
it's sad
for us both
and
you glow