homecoming ...
April 7th, 2004 / 9.46 p.m.
homecoming ...
You're Dad was crapping in the house
two empty bottles of beer in his hands.
Your Mom was grabbing you
so rude
talking something like :
" We have to go to Chicago! "
She ran off with you
and that's how the story ends!
5 a.m.,
you're on the road again.
You're grown up, whatever that means,
and you're passing by the strawberry fields.
Driving on and on,
wish that would make your past be gone.
And suddenly you're back in Idaho
standing in front of a ruin,
that was one time your home.
