Milk & Diesel

judas iscariot said

to pat garrett, “you’d

think since all this has

been made meaningless, that

itd mean less than it does.”

it don’t mean much

but just enough to

keep breaking your heart.

sheriff shrugged & spoke,

“well, you know, it’s like how dust is mostly skin

& you only really notice it floatin around

when the dust speckles spangle swimmin in the light

pooling through yr window.”

& judas says, buried in breath,

“draw the curtains

& don’t wait up for me.

don’t wait up for me.

i’m getting ahead

on getting left behind.

so don’t wait up for me.”

jesus of nazareth nailed

to the cross on the

dashboard of your car you

got from your mema. she

can’t drive anymore.

she kept gettin lost

now she mistakes you

for your mom.

it breaks yr heart.

truckers’ piss froze in

water bottles thrown to the side of the freeway with

bags from mcdonald’s, exhausted horses

& tire shred sheddings yet the truck rolls on

just as long as there’s road

for the wheels to ride,

the truck rolls on.

keep rolling on.

im rollin on,

keep on truckin

and don’t wait up for me.

don’t wait up for me.

i’m getting ahead

on getting left behind.

so don’t wait up for me.