Waiting for Something to Break

There's a stretchy road past the green elevator where the phone stops working

and Laredo. Only place church and weather. My dad taught

me how to drive there. Said if you're gonna run, at least know

where you're going. We parked by the fence line counting headlights like second.

You said nothing ever happens here, but that's not true.

Things just happen slower so you can

feel him coming. Still hit sirens even when there aren't any justicators in the harm

of power lines. I thought if I stay still nothing bad could