hey trevor (november 12, 2010)

hey trevor
as you are  driving
to your self destruction
you must be wondering
what am i doing
at 3am in your apartment
so inconveniently away from the city
were we once floundered our dreams
titillatingly without regards to reality
i just wonder
how come you are still here
and i am not with you


hey trevor
as you are wearing that black cap
that i gave you on your birthday
i can almost see
the total desolation of your destination
i might have been able to
if i wasnt just so astounded by my own presence
here in your bedroom no less
so immaculate in tidiness
so blissful in your manly husk
that i can smell from your pillows
lying here in the untouced portion
were i can barely smell me
the scent of abandon
and now the deafening sound of despair

hey trevor
you must be laughing
not as hard as i am right now
wearing this silly big hat from mexico
remembering our first time in mexican soil
but i bet you can only remember
the fireworks on your 27th birthday
and how you'd say things like
churches are everywhere
look a roof catus
and the best tacos ever
i bet trevor
i bet

hey trevor
wherever you are i must be leaving
i hope i'lll catch you one morning
or tomorrow, or so
i know there are things left unsaid
and probably will remain that way
but for now
hey trevor
i am here