My thoughts will pause, my throat will swell
When her name is spoken
And looking past the cold, long sea
I cannot bear to wonder now
If the cascading soft lights
Are glowing for us in Moorestown
Rui -Don’t let poisoned hatred that penetrates and lays on us
Poison your heart. Even though it may be all around us,
Don’t let hatred and fear of hatred bury love.
I followed her across the Earth
Through parks in London, coasts of Perth
Newport, Kentucky and New Orleans
We shared a million lives it seems
Mark Kozelek’s song, from April, by Sun Kil Moon –
“Moorestown”:
Her window looked out on North Church Street
An attic space overgrown
A photo-book of smiling friends
Road maps, New York, Los Angeles
Her walls are Mediterranean blue
Her baby sister picked the hue
Saltwater taffy, Jersey shore
Blue like the fingernails she wore
Her house is not far from the school
Her mom taught on the Hudson
Her dad’s guitar sings open tunes
Reverberates up through the floor
Our love grew more one summer there
We’d spend our days just driving round
Old parking lots and neighborhoods
Are framed and charmed in Moorestown
I followed her across the Earth
Through parks in London, coasts of Perth
Newport, Kentucky and New Orleans
We shared a million lives it seems
I slept with her so many nights
We moved together heavenly
So close the North Pacific slept
You too were once beside me
She moved away to Williamsburg
Her eyes sad as a raven
My thoughts will pause, my throat will swell
When her name is spoken
And looking past the cold, long sea
I cannot bear to wonder now
If the cascading soft lights
Are glowing for us in Moorestown
Are glowing for us in Moorestown
For Rui Boy 
Her eyes sad as a raven
I can barely bear to hear this song, more than 4 years later.
But it still resonates to me.
Where are you all? And why have you made a pariah of me?
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