ohio

out from my window, across from the city, i have whats considered
a good view
two blocks from the subway, three from the fountain, where i walk
to break in new shoes

she stands on the sidewalk just waving at taxis like horses in parades in passing
i ask where she's headed, she tells me "ohio, ive not seen my mother in ages.
its been a long time,
a real long time."

a real long time.

...

out from my window, please hear me ohio, your daughter
wants to come home
she longs to be with you, to hug you, to kiss you, to never
leave her alone
and ive gotten to know her, to live with to love her, its hard
to see her leave
she belongs to her mother and the state of ohio, i wish she belonged to me
see you sometime
see you sometime



--ohio
damien jurado