Pennyrile

Turn the Earth upside down Shake the dead things from their holes While the memories drape Like white chemtrails in our souls All these hills knew my name Long before my timeline's draw As the moon knows each phase Perseid and Leonid fall And its shadow found me And its shadow found me There beneath it all And with lifted hands to high we gasped and wondered at the writing on the sky What a thing it even is to be alive Dream the ridge and the plain With all it's shape and color wrong Drive the Pennyrile drag Path of totality, God and gravity, lift our song And its shadow found us And its shadow found us There beneath it all And with lifted hands high we laughed and lingered as the darkness doused the sky What a leap of faith it is to close your eyes Turn your glass upside down Dry your gin lips with your sleeve Mark the years of hoped return Blow a kiss before you leave