August in the Freezer

August in the Freezer
August in the Freezer

Grocery aisle, doors all fogged
Beach photo hiding in my wallet
Outside January bites the parking lot
Inside I can almost hear August
Your sunglasses on my dashboard
Sand I never vacuumed clean
Cold air blowing over frozen peas
Still you arrive in every summer scene

Nostalgia does not care
What month the calendar says

August in the Freezer, still warm in my head
August in the Freezer, every cold door turns red
The aisle can't save the summer we outgrew
August in the Freezer, I keep finding you

August in the Freezer
August in the Freezer

I find the old keychain in my pocket
Plastic surfboard warped with heat
Bought it on the boardwalk laughing
Like cheap things could make time keep
At home I finally throw it out
Trash bag closes without a sound
Memory stays where memory stays
But the souvenir does not come back around

August in the Freezer, still warm in my head
August in the Freezer, every cold door turns red
The aisle can't save the summer we outgrew
August in the Freezer, I keep finding you

I kept thinking objects held you
That letting go would make it less true
The cold aisle couldn't save the summer
That forgotten beach photo said it first

August in the Freezer, getting cooler now
August in the Freezer, I can leave somehow
The aisle can't save the summer we outgrew
August in the Freezer, goodbye to you

August in the Freezer