Dumb Real Love


Catch mistakes for you

almost as fast as they said I’d catch feelings

I scoff even as I’m sinking


I make up the words

that everyone has already made up before,

scratched on railroad tracks on the worst best days,

waiting for luck

waiting for her

waiting for something to change


I make up the words

and spin them into a black hole

of dumb real love


they mold me into

some kind of well-rehearsed tragedy

I unfollow your footsteps

but make up the same words again


I show them to your star

ask her

what does that make me

she whispers

dumb real love


this is how I know I have fallen

and if I can’t write a song about it

there are so many other reasons to remember

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 10/30/20

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