Elvis

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Mama, it’s too dark at

12 in the afternoon—

Elvis says he wants you.

Elvis, he says he needs you, says he loves you;

but not as goddamned badly as I do.

 

In this midnight daylight I feel five years old,

wondering why I can’t have you back.

I asked pretty please with sugar on top.

I promised I’d be good if you’d just wake up.

 

But you stay sleeping, and Elvis stays singing

the stupid fucking songs that he didn’t even write.

He’s gonna stick like glue,

because he’s stuck on you.

 

I’m stuck on you, too. Stuck on summers spent

in Tawas, when you wore permed hair and

smelled like Moore cigarettes. I’m stuck on

your smile, and your eyes squinted in the face of the sun.

 

I’m stuck on the way you would pronounce my name—

a mispronunciation most ironic.

 

I’m stuck on your expressions, and mannerisms.

 

I’m stuck on the sound of your laughter when you laughed

when you knew you not ought to.

 

I’m stuck on the absence of you.

 

And I’m lonesome tonight.

47 thoughts on “Elvis

  1. I feel your loss, as it seems like just yesterday I got the call about my dad. I wish there was some comfort I might give you, but all I can say is that you’re not alone and that I’m sending positive thoughts your way.

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  2. “I’m stuck on you, too. Stuck on summers spent

    in Tawas, when you wore permed hair and

    smelled like Moore cigarettes. I’m stuck on

    your smile, and your eyes squinted in the face of the sun.”

    ❤ Wish I could take away the pain.

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  3. “There must be lights burning brighter
    somewhere
    Got to be birds flying higher in a sky
    more blue
    If I can dream of a better land..

    Deep in my heart there’s a trembling
    question
    Still I am sure that the answer’s
    gonna come somehow
    Out there in the dark, there’s a
    beckoning candle”

    ❤ ❤ ❤

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