Texting Feist

Les
Are you there?
The days are a mess
And the nights don’t care
It’s getting outrageous
But I don’t think it’s contagious
All so perplexing
Glad ya don’t mind me texting
Calling from the future
Such an open wound
A song can be a suture
Band aid; a tune
When love is angry
And love turns deadly
And the days become
A Leonard Cohen medley
Steady on
Steady on
Les
Hello
Did you get to go
Down to Mexico?
Well, silence is the hardest part
When you’re suffering
Tinnitus of the heart
Love is angry
Love’s turned deadly
Steady on
Steady on
And the days become
A Leonard Cohen medley
Steady on
Steady on
Leslie …
Can you still read me?