She Carried Me

only the cracked at the seams
can understand
this is not the way you would choose
I revel at the broken streams

she played at the banks
of the Arroyo Seco
unaware of the tensions
between the walls

I listen to the same song
a hundred times
but still I'm not sure
how to cry
one day the diamonds will
sparkle in my eye

she straps on her
metal roller skates
and rolls for miles
'til the wind drives
the hate from her ears

we are holding hands
I know she understands
I wonder where she is
her last words are
still ringing in my ears