Derelicts

from by Harrison Lemke

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That quiet rustling
is the death-throes of this pretty evening.
And in the electric air darkening
everything we could say would seem stupid.

We drove down to the shoreline
to watch ancient meteors incandesce up in the atmosphere
and to see something of ourselves
in their loveliness, not long for this world.

Impelled by things we don't understand,
we are twin derelicts drifting into contact.
And tonight I've no ambition
but to spend myself in the warmth of your atmosphere.

We drift together back to the car,
drift through avenues aglow and deserted,
drift to your door, where we drift apart,
me with the heat of your kiss on my face, softly fading.

And as I drift off alone,
Aphex Twin tears a ragged hole to the center of the universe.

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from We Wait, released October 14, 2013
Harrison Lemke - guitar, vocals, feedback.

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