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00:49
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Apartment
02:59
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I’ve been on a bender since I met you
Although I haven’t left the bedroom,
I’ve been scraping the walls for lead paint
And rationing the remnants of fumes
Threw all my clothing in your furnace
Every thread rid of its purpose
At the time I felt free
And I guess I still should
But I don’t
No I don’t, no I don’t
Another wasted afternoon
The blinders don’t work for me like I’d prefer them to
But fate keeps me breathing just as well as a womb
So I clumsily decay into this bed like it’s our tomb
‘Till someone can wipe my slate clean,
I’ll keep transferring debts till
I find the one that forgets me
A nail in the temple , or just faint memory,
I can’t compare it to a feeling, but it cuts me down easy
If I leave this room, I might not make it back alive
I’m gun-shy, and I’m bat-blind; lifespan of a black-fly
If I leave this room, I might not make it out alive
So take the place you’ve set for me and give it to a passerby
If I leave this room, good luck getting me to do the dishes
I can barely clean the rags I use to clean my riches
If I leave this room, it means I’ve made it out of a tar pit
Roll me up in a carpet
Please someone get me out of this apartment
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Now and then you must get tired
Floating floor to floor
Look for a room you have yet to haunt
See, you’re just the flint to the fire
Parading your skinny little fists,
I marvel at the sight of it.
No.
I won’t forget about it
I won’t forget about it, no
I won’t forget about it when it goes It goes, It goes
Forget the cautionary tales you’ve heard
I’ve kept an open door
For the visitors I won’t knowingly admit
The only child of what’s transpired
Adore the draining kiss
That makes me forget my limits.
No.
I won’t forget about it
I won’t forget about it, no
I won’t forget about it when it goes It goes, It goes
I won’t forget about it
I won’t forget about it, no
I won’t forget about it when it goes It goes, It goes
I won’t forget about it
I won’t forget about it, no
I won’t forget about it when it goes It goes, It goes
I won’t forget about it
I won’t forget about it, no
I won’t forget about it when it goes It goes, It goes
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Caravan
04:13
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There’s an abscess in the temporary absences
We grant ourselves,
When stashes under mattresses deplete
And spirit vanishes
An absence of compassion
Passing glances pass for interaction
Defended the traps of this contraption
Oh
Now only for the sake of argument
We’re all left bleeding by the monument
With failing vision, willing to neglect what care demands
Caravan
I’ve a sickening suspicion that I soon won’t have a seat
Clinging viciously to every bit of property
Seething from the knuckles,
Buckled under moonlit certainty
In this ceremony
It never occurs to me
I’ve been complicit in a quick descent
Less and less traction on the cold cement
Another barrier to make for easier command
Caravan
Bleach and Riesling
Peace isn’t easy
Reason for being, not everything’s pleasing
Nor should it all ever need to be peachy
But don’t tell me we’re all trying completely
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Iris Waters Toronto, Ontario
I will dig through the coarseness of assorted earth
And my mind will sprout a flower
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