I've Been Out Walking - Nina Nastasia, Jim White

I’ve been out walking

The soil damp from rain

Made me think of you ben godson

Your flowers and your hens

I imagine we were talking

In summer in the yard

With this dreaming I kept walking

Through the evenings end

I was unaware of darkness

And unaware of signs

I was unaware of loneliness

Startled from a noise

I woke to my surroundings

And saw a man in front of me

I turned and slowly walked away

I knew we were the only ones here

Not one car passed us on the street

I ran and ran but soon fell weak

Oh, what will come of me, father

I was already a liar

Now I’m done for sure, it seems

I am transformed into

Rain and dirt and weeds and leaves

I am destroyed and still

Walking to the place again