Sneakers - Palehound

I’m sorry that you’ve come to me

In dreams like it’s the only way

That you can find to talk to me

When I saw you last

We were fraying at the edges

I never patch shit up

And now we’re a mound

Thought I saw you wearing boots

But knew it wasn’t really you

Because you wear

Sneakers in the winter

Your queerness was a shiver

Slush seeping in your soles

Now your feet are wet

And I can’t wring you out

And, oh, I’m sorry that you had to see that

I’m sorry that you had to see me like that

Chest of frenzy when I saw you

Working my old summer job

It singed a nerve

I thought was lost

Here I was measuring my scars

Envisioning yours twice as long

Your skin is smooth and shining like

My street when it rains

Thought I saw your feet were bare

But knew you weren’t really there

Because you wear sneakers

By the seaside

Your silence was a nuisance

And sticking to my socks

Now my floors are filthy

I can’t rinse them off

And oh I’m sorry that you had to see that

I’m sorry that you had to see me like that