About Anywhere Anytime

Post 427:

You’re laughing out loud and trying to stop

Strangers before that could all hear a pin drop

I’m on the other side of town

There you are again making that face

Eyes saying you’re the only one in place

Me I’m off trying to put the day down

It could be anywhere, anytime

In the clouds or in the grind

I don’t have to try to think about you

Running races, skipping stones

Empty silence or bracing tones

There’s no trying thinking about you

The car the time when you lost your keys

Late and yelling from your knees

Dee and me playing some nowhere stage

Your hands so cold when the heat went out

A stack of blankets everything we talked about

All alone I’m filling one more page

Anywhere, anytime

The clouds or the grind

There’s no trying, thinking about you

A lyric. Or a poem. Or a lyric poem. A thing that rhymes.