clouds roll overhead   in this car ride home   this open window   raindrops feel like needles in my hand   silence   static sound   lightning bolts discover   that my body makes a shortcut to the ground   static and silence is something   all alone   i know where you keep your heart   pull apart my bones   and place them all in rows   to count the days you've been away   if you drive seven miles   past all the broken limbs   the smell of bones and broken skin   a bed of flames with no one living