Dispatch Carry You
green river flows
like grass melting
later it will run black
down its track
into an ocean
she stans on the bridge
dimlight on her back
someday
I will carry you...
I want to float higher
above waves of electric wires
stare down onto the street
see a drunk with kiln-glazed eyes
tell me about the girl I should meet
someday
I will carry you...
