It All Unwinds

That day the cops came to confiscate the phones But it'd been uploaded for the eyes of all You said, It's over now. God, it's fine. Go home While the sun sunk cold, you watched the TV glow I said, We can't just let him get away with this All he ripped from you like he could make it his You said, He didn't, it doesn't matter even if... you're not my dad You sound just like a stupid kid I won't slit my wrists like Lauren did The words shot off your tongue, some spitting hiss I asked, How could you hand yourself to him Don't be dramatic, John. It's nothing big. Nothing big I stare, winter nights at the lake, wonder about the sound ice makes Like when he parked his truck to wait The ground to give, the ice to break In the paper he was in his uniform Two tours served. He'd just turned 24 I can't remember even reading in which war Because no one talks about it, no one talks about it No one talks about it, no one talks about it, no one talks about it No one talks about it, no one talks about it Anymore I walk grey streets, see dead-eyed things, reflections in shattered screens Keep mouthing words—breathe in, repeat—I'll be alright in the morning I'll be alright in the morning In the morning In the morning