For Mx

Took a highway to the mouse
Spent a week back at our house
Spent two years wondering how long it would take to get you back
You, I turned your red wine black
Lied to you, then got fucked right back

Family has changed its definition
Of the color and lack of love
Things, now full
Smoking, puffing rings into doves
Whose feathers burn and light
Up, a brilliant shade of gray

I know I lied to you
But how did I lie to myself?
That entire time?
So many years to accompany so much wine?
Back in my hometown: How did your best friend die?

And you are the purest thing
I have ever touched
I would tell you I love you--
I'll always love you more than lust.