If we leave now, we can get to the overlook by sunset and still have time to build a fire. Over the echoey slam of our car doors we’ll start tentatively, remembering in a flood about all the bruising and fumbling, but also both hearing how the opening notes of this song on the stereo are dancing that same hesitant waltz that we are. There’s so much goodness here, so much gratitude, and a blissful reservoir that remains unknown. And still so much that we both know.
Your car wheezes and gets going on the highway right as the handclaps start in on the song and the twinned harmonies gather strength to hit their stride together. The yellow lines flick past. The road is open.
All bruises heal.
Warm Bruise – Isaac Pierce
after the accident, inside the ambulance
you walked right out with a warm bruise
we get to be alive
sleep on your porch tonight
with certain distant songs playing
remind me to thank you for
bringing us out here
just in time
another minute would have been
Buy Isaac’s EP here. I just did.