Quartzsite from Quartzfruit by Louvena the Scout

can we stay for stories
or for entirely different things
clear night to sunrise
my quartzsite, your sleep

holly at the diner
told me everybody needs a drink
i couldnt help but kiss her
while the last panamint daisy went extinct

and ooh you slept on
ooh, the couch with the patterns of a moon and sun
and oooooh, it feels so wrong
to leave but if i don’t we’d just live forever
on these roads that seem to be much too long

come, let’s pray for rainstorm
so that this whole thing won’t be so weird
who will get custody of evermore
or fond thoughts of yesteryear

or did i think too sudden?
i sleep beside you and life feels so sweet
but then it’s thursday and i’m at some bar
in california with the guy i met at comfort suites

and ooh you slept on
ooh, the couch with the patterns of a moon and sun
and oooooh, it feels so wrong
to leave but if i don’t we’d just live forever
on these roads that seem to be much too long

so maybe we just leave this in quartzsite
one more good night, then let’s just call it
48 states proved too much for us
got too complacent in running, it’s kind of ironic

and if home is where they say it is
put the missing organ posters in my chest
i’ll build a house in that space someday
to the left, by those things filled with old remains of cigarettes

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