sam cochrane

thedemolitionsessions:

BY: SAM COCHRANE

My eyes hurt because they’ve been open for too long.
My legs ache because I’ve been on them all day.
Good nights leave me feeling empty and spent-
used up and left to recharge on my own time.
Possibilities as wide as the night where I left them.
Give me back my youth, give me back my love.
Chalked up to driving around too much in my car
with street lights too bright and too dark at the same time
and floating by, as if not anchored to the ground.
The world seems less full now, less worldly.
And if I wanted to, i could travel it in a few nights.
You’re told to not stay up this late-
I think thats because the magic of the early morning
is too important to be wasted on that many people.
I feel infinite I feel infinity I feel like for the first time.
Hollowed out and born again to be filled up.

Poem I wrote a while ago looking up into a sunroof in a car at night.