Spine - Pianos Become The Teeth

On tuesday I got the call

That damn phone call

I’d been bracing for all week

No, don’t say it

I watched her crawl in bed with you

I watched her wet your lips

And couldn’t do a God damned thing

I watched you shake, I watched our hearts break

I couldn’t wrap my fingers around your spine

And shake it loose from the bone

I couldn’t fight against the loss

I never set fire to your bed

I never burnt the bed sores

I never ate the flame, or drank the sweat

But if it burns me up

I won’t char half as much as I’ll keep warm

Life goes on because it has to, these things

They never leave, they stay with you

The smell of the viewing

Your friends singing your praises

The flower boot that never bloomed until we lost you

The first Christmas we suffered through

Room 211, kissing your head

The last look into your eyes

Not having the words to say thank you

Say good bye