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So Sorry.

Make the drive

across the bay

and through the woods

to your small house

 

There you are

just out back

in your grey pants

Hammer down your pain

onto the deck

 

Sometimes, the math just won’t add up.

And sometimes, the board is just too short.

Most times, the kids – too far away

to save you

to save them

 

Your face

angles strong

arms that hold

and last for moments

 

There you are

just out back

in your grey pants

Hammer down the pain

Kiss my neck

 

Sometimes, the math just won’t add up

Sometimes, the board is just too short

Most times, the kids – too far away

to save you

to save them

 

You’re a man

who knows the self

who knows the world

The one I look to

 

There you are

two steps ahead

in your grey mood

Hammer down the pain

then fall like lead

 

‘Cause sometimes, the math just won’t add up

Sometimes, the phone is not enough

Most times, the kids – too far away

to save you

to save them

 

And I’m

So sorry.

 


 

Photograph by Brian Oldham

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