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Zen Home Stitchery
04:44
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found your pulse in a tic in my eye on our way home from the beach drove straight 200 miles with your face pressed against the window fast asleep
i'd swing by when i got off of work swearing sky-high this would be our last hurrah
your hand was woven into my hair that night and as i laid awake and stared your watch against my ear scratched through my every last defense i'd been preparing half a year so i probably won't smile if you ask me where the time went
got there just in time to miss the sun come up and see it spread across the surface as if god had spilled his cup before we drove off singing so loud that the car alarms erupted and the bums all stuck their fingers in their ears
later light got tangled in the gold knots of your hair when you told me i should smile so that it wasn't just a stare and i tried to make you make yourself aware that i cared and i don't need you to tell me how that sounds
that swimming sun, that goddamn sand, that stretch of abalone seashore glittering by myrtle water shredding feet and unsuspecting hands
my five foot gal, my long lost prayer, my two bit hopes were dangled at an arm's length by a seagull with a kitestring in its bill. when i dove you saw me swallow sand and choke and when i tried to stand you laughed and ran away. somewhere out there someone else can see the sunrise without thinking of the next one chasing them across the highway as they try their all god-damndest not to scream: trying not to wake you up, knowing it's no use. if i find a next time we're not gonna leave until i've said it
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The ceiling fan is beckoning you in the barren wasteland of your little room
Beneath it, in between your soft white sheets, you're complete
The orange-haloed streetlamp hovering above the tangled silver avenues
in this city where everyone else is asleep except you.
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Danny's Drunk Pt. 2
03:02
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congratulations
you have complicated
every little thing
like waking up
and talking to your brother
on the telephone
in my imagination
you are always sitting
at your vanity
with all your jewelry
your postcards and your photographs
taped to your mirror
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Sofa King Smooth
02:45
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lick the poison off the pill and spit it out
dying to move my hand
dying to trace yr leg away n make yr hair stand
who's home? you'll take my coat, i know my place, i won't shake up the snowglobe
home for the weekend, thousands of hours a mile
our folks couch-cushioned the climb
scrolling through soundtracks and scrolling through people's names
scrolling through traffic and scrolling through time
no one's home, i won't need my coat, let's build us a castle and fill up a moat
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Tuna Salad
02:21
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my fingers, woven
sun-colored strands
watched smoke rings- all dissolved again
heading towards the west
to meet your
California
is a whore
Forgot about how
I had been washed up
but the world is so much cleaner now
the pedal board makes pretty sounds
that I know
I could never
make myself
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Anal Floss
04:34
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snow begins to land on a city gone so grey: doesn't look ashamed, doesn't look bored cos things don't work that way while on a bench i wait, wasting time, for you to get off work.
since i haven't showered yet your glitter still shows on my neck as i light the last cigarette, but if i caught the call, if i heard the howl i'd stand and i wouldn't miss that train go by, smoke trailing like balloons in running hands: set free, they'd all float heavenly.
let's not go back to raleigh.
one day we'll hit the age we spin each other under-arm and laugh at anything to break the fucking norm. we can listen to the blues and pay the book club's dues and do what's due tomorrow, being what we can't refuse, or we could kill this now and you and i could leave the south--a plea for you to come with me.
and if you've got nothing to sell, and missing me seems cheaper than wishing me well, i'll scalp tickets to my hell to get you on that train
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