so much for the days of glory

[lustyforests]

i can never wake up for class;
i've been watching this poor old man
walk up juniper street. somehow,
that consumes me more than anything else.

i want to go and help him; i want to help
so many older people who can't walk.
i was watching him struggling up three
stairs. ...

we take everything for granted.
our mobility. our sight. especially,
each other.

i hope everything reminds you of me;
especially this weather. this time of year.
this is when we first met, remember?

you said you loved me and that you were
here for me.

"break and go home, break and go home,
why don't you leave me; leave me alone."