Mag-Lev Train

After all those meals I shared with just a magazine

Egg yolk dripping off my chin, leaning over the sink

Last night talking across a sawhorse table with you was a dream

For the first time in a long time, I knew just where to put my feet

You made marinated portobello mushrooms on the grill

And we just ate them off the tin foil

You made everything happen with an offhand grace

More midwest than California

We tuned into a honky-tonk show from your old hometown

And talked until the wine was gone and the candles burned out

We both liked the same pop-country songs

And taking long road trips on a whim

We went back and forth for over an hour

Playing have you ever heard, have you ever been?

Right off the bat, it was comfort and common ground

Your breath tasted like water and your skin felt like a memory

Usually, I find some reason to leave but everything kept feeling alright

I slept on a bed outside your window like a dog that night

We both liked the same pop-country songs

And taking long road trips on a whim

We went back and forth for over an hour

Playing have you ever heard, have you ever been?

Before I climbed in my car to drive back to the city, you gave me a sweetgrass braid

And a loose hoop of wire you'd been wearing around your wrist

I floated like a mag-lev train down your washboard road

Thinking, oh, it must be good, a kind of thing that would start like this