so far so good
you’re coming to the bend at the end of the road
you put a hand to the belly that’s foreign more
with every day like an oversize load
and you’re thinking about clouds the color of fire
and the scent of an orange peel
the way Mt. Shasta explodes into windshield view
and your hands steady on the wheel
so far so good
coffee motel coffee diner coffee go on
styrofoam is drying like the tears that once did flow
starting 10 o’clock and ending at dawn
and you can’t go back but you’re going back
and you don’t know what you’ll say
you’ve got half-formed sentences
explanations for a life half-broken away
and they just may
they’ll take you in their arms and then take out their knives
so you drive on thinking
so far so good
but you can’t go on much longer like this you know
you’re all alone in this world no that’s not true
the nice Christian lady told you so
she was handing out pamphlets by the clinic door
saying «Jesus knows what you’ve been through
take the Savior into your heart my child
there’s love waiting for the both of you»
well you don’t believe but you have to believe
it’s still crumpled there in your back seat
were you the hero or the worst kind of coward back there
putting pavement back under your feet
couldn’t stand the heat
couldn’t stand the thought of ghosts with a negative age
turn the page
OK
so far so good
you try to sing along to the radio
but it’s not your language not your song
it’s from some other time ago
and you’re thinking about how someone died that day
the you that was so carefully planned
but then again maybe this life is like a sleeping mountain
waking up to shape the land
calm calm let it come let it come back to you
calm calm breathe on out you know you know what to do
