Back in Time

I took it down
I fold it up
but I can't find a closet
big enough

it's all give-
no take
but can you see the inside celluloid
that keeps me awake?

reels from long before
I made it back to sit-
hands clenched in my lap.
my face for your face.

And Mary Jean-
is it too late to come clean?
I concede-
you're still the second greatest solace
that I need.

I know God was there
the night that we both couldn't breathe.
Are your people where you said they'd be?
Do I look any better from where you're
seeing me?