Coltrane Motion:End of Every Movie

this is an apology
for the events of last weekend
i was brash and bold
cocksure but came too quickly
left the sheets looking like hell

you had another dream about me
bedposts creak and boy was i good
i took it in stride
had forgotten how your skin felt
followed you upstairs
feigning naivete

we die we grieve
we move on
and the next town is closer than you think