Maybe just a little bit
May be just enough
I’m usually reveling in possibilities that don’t last
But today I was firmly stuck in the past
Knowing and not knowing both yield the same emotion:
A shuddering ambivalence that oscillates between
Wanting to die
And wanting to kill
It’s like rain you can hear falling
But can’t feel on your skin
A thirst you drink to death
But can’t get your fill
You drink like you’re driving
And you drive like you’re drunk
Another steering-wheel sing-along
With the body in the trunk
Maybe just a little bit
May be just enough
Brake-light hesitation
and gunpoint inspiration
Maybe just a little bit
May be just enough