The heat standing tall as a door, you go outside
And drink from a tin dipper
Water so clear it holds the sky,
Mapping the blue and all that goes beyond.
It is dusk now.
It is the town with eyes of a sad mule.
You watch the dark become a back drop
To hunger, the streetlight
A moon that will not pull west,
Dragging its light under the rule of another heaven.
You think of the bus
And the dust that trailed it like a cape,
The slashed mountains rung pale
With roads that climbed through a fever of new air.
Below, streams twisted through the trees
And a mist balanced like scales
On the naked limbs,
While you rose even higher,
Your 24 years falling away,
With the language that had no reason to follow.
inversefunction: No, I know, she’s always rolled the r. However, on the show banners where they display their names, it’s actually spelled “Sada” versus “Sara,” as it was on The Real L Word. I also double checked to make sure I wasn’t going nuts.
Sometimes closed captions will display the most obvious audio translation rather than the actual one. Youre cute!