Raindrops was written and recorded over three days at La Loma Del Chivo, an artist community in the West Texas desert town of Marathon.
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just like
raindrops on a body bag,
like thanksgiving with your family at a Denny’s,
like a wishing well full of pennies,
like when your mother swears she’s finally getting clean . . .
like, I went walking,
something I do to clear my mind,
between the power lines and smokestacks
found a homeless camp of wood shacks
with graffiti that said, “It’ll be alright,”
that’s how it feels
every time I hear your name,
every time I see the flower
that’s tucked in between the pages
of the book I had the day you passed away.
Over my head . . .
it all went so far:
just how much the stars look
like teeth in the mouth of a shark.
When I go,
I hope they bury me
under the rug
in a room in a roadside motel.
When I go
I hope they remember me
as great and awful as I am