Two Dinè Men At 8PM 

Tonight, I descend my voice

Tonight, I bend my thoughts 

Tonight, my heart was so heavy

It should’ve took 

two tanks of gas 

to get home


Instead, I was numb 

as the tar 

on the road

and dull as the red

unblinking tail lights 


All headed south 

In lines 

And in curves 



Trying to dismantle

a young memory

where comfort 

was never an option



continue to drive 

through mountains 

and desert land 


With my tired mother

sleeping in the

passenger seat

toward a night sky 

that holds rain 

and thunder 



I felt no thunder

and I saw no rain

to wash away 

guilt that renders

sullen reaction 

to drunken apologies

and protective pleas to stay


A brother and father

Two Dinè men

At 8pm


One to flee from 

and one to run to

Tonight, I leave

So, I do not 

say goodbye


♥Mazzy Star- Common Burn♥

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