tylerknott: Typewriter Series #2578 by Tyler K…

tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #2578 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Text for Tired Eyes:

You had your feet up on the dash,
window down
and nothing else could possibly
matter.
Some road, some coastline
weaving like thread through
wool, tying us to
a place, to each other
and not just the versions that
existed there.  
Some things stick, burrow
into the folds of your soul,
find the corners to get lost in
and stay, dormant but
pulsing.  
Come forth a scent, salt water
or thundercloud,
and we’re back, reminded,
made whole,
if for a moment.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-