Walking from Fascia by Matanah

I went walking in the morning and I found I wasn’t grieving
I found something in my pocket and decided I could drop it
On the path that I am leaving for something sweet and relieving
What I thought was out of reach was waiting for the space to be

Something is bugging me a little bit
But I’m not tortured like I might’ve been last year
Something is bugging me a little bit
And I think it’s better if I think about what’s here

I was dreaming in my sleeping and I dreamt a rabid dog was
Enthusiastically eating one of my old boyfriends and I
Didn’t want him to be eaten but I didn’t want to save him
I don’t know about the meaning but I’m glad he was defeated

I could have started growing vegetables
In the time I spent as an oracle in tears
I could have started feeling beautiful
Instead of this nasty stuff I've held inside for years

We could start a garden at the quarry in the morning
I could take the yummy soil behind the trailer and transform it into
Food for all our fancy lunches in between the work and thoughts and
We could start a fire and sit in laughter under starry showers

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