a playlist for you
i’ve never wanted something more
than to be able to show you what it’s like
to ride in a car with an aux cord
and your favorite playlist on repeat.
imagine every song you’ve ever wanted to hear
all grouped together. without having to change
the cd every twelve minutes and forty-five seconds.
you could hear about bonnie and clyde
immediately after the boy who works at the candy store
or even rob macdunn.
you could picture jamaica’s new moon
over clachan’s croft,
or a flat-top box
that calls saginaw home.
you could hide from clifton clowers
in the mountains near muskogee.
i could show you that texarkana
is really just south of
because the fightin side of me wants
to fly to you on silver wings,
but all the lucky stars couldn’t
bring me to your home on
God’s celestial shore.
if i could only fly,
or if i had windy’s stormy eyes,
-- maybe i could see you again