Alone Riding Solo

You went away
taking the kids
visiting family abroad
Argentina

I barley saw you before you left
you were under too much
stress not connected to the us
we lost five days before you left
sleeping outside my bed
you wrestle yourself to edges
of your bed so i can't touch you
queen size bed but
then I'm on
the floor

We stay connected
with angry exchanges
wasting precious time goes by
now you're gone the house is
a wreck as you feared
your doubt fuels our
scorched earth policy
I'm treated to burning rhetoric
mala anda y malas palabras

You're en route to Mar del Plata
I cycle San Diego's Great Western Loop
we arrive within three minutes of each other
six thousand miles apart
lovers bliss
timing is uniting
we articulate our sensations

Remember driving to save me
last time I rode this route?
you love me
you need me
you want me
my love's got your back
and this is our insanity

The road was open
on today's route
riding to the start of the ride
the seldom smile in your eyes
my need to hide behind you
the twisted roadside signs

My lover sublime
success is not doubted
the road rises in our meeting

This great feeling of relief
you feel it too a far
getting away from me
me from you
half the Americas away

I love you woman of the angeles
you're a tool and I am too
loves worth a couple of depressive fools.