Who will answer the door tonight?
you left with your dogs
into that place of countless forms,
and as the storm clouds built up in the sky,
I too was gone, couldn’t wait for the rain.
You said you were going east,
you said you were flying free,
and I wondered where the ropes might be,
or where your victory might stand.
And so I left, as the stormy clouds grew faint again.
And so I left, leaving my phone upon your desk.
And so I left, as the stormy sky turned blue again.
And so I left my ringing phone upon your desk and never heard your free voice sing, 'cause I had left.