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gulfport, ms
04:44
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mother, your shape in the kitchen don't change
the words rolled off all of our tongues
mother, your shape in the kitchen don't change
now i can see what i've done
am i becoming all i want from me,
or am i becoming what i'm supposed to be?
father, your shape in the doorway don't change
the words rolled off, & tumbled out with you
father, your shape in the doorway don't change
i don't know what to feel for you
am i becoming all i want from me,
or am i becoming what i'm supposed to be?
i don't know, i think that's how it's supposed to be
brother, your shape in your arms don't change
i still hear your laugh like crickets
sister, your shape in my bedroom don't change
i still hear your laugh - it glistens
are we becoming all i want from me,
or are we becoming what we're supposed to be?
i hope not
in a little house,
in a big back yard,
in a fenced in drive-way,
in a hallway,
in the picture frames,
i can almost see it now
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when we walk
03:00
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eighteen years old tripping on a loop
i never thought i'd get out of that group
& now i look at it all as a fluke
see the vines crawling up your sleeves
i guess we're rooted wherever we please
i guess i'm mine;
at least i've started to see
& you still hold, & you still hold
& you still hold my hand
whenever we walk
& i will hold your hand when we walk
& you will hold my hand when we walk
this afternoon it's almost june
& you're coming home soon
i brought the sun with me
i let it free, you said
"emily, will you walk with me?"
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gather
03:59
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what can i do?
brewed the last of my coffee
let the answering machine hear what i couldn't
nothing to prove
i never want to wallow, but god i do, i do, i do, i do
take my wounds to the sea, & only greeting salt water
when will i lift my body from this wave?
but if time will tell in my shaky knees
i'm a coward, but isn't everyone in their own way?
i am wide awake
the swallows hum to right away, great captain
"will you come home some day?"
the ashes from her cigarette burn her fingertips
the led on my pencil does the same
wait
i want you to wait for a little while
we can take our time closing in our trembling hands
take, i want you to take the phases of this wordless mouth
you still seem to understand
i am wide awake
the swallows hum to right away, great captain
"will you come home some day?"
the ashes from her cigarette burn her fingertips
the led on my pencil does the same
it does the same
my coffee cup runs over
i've smeared my paint on pages of these little books
my pale hands turn over & upward
willing to give life another look
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4. |
flora
04:20
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flora,
bones of the city
spaces unfold
flora,
around the backyard
vines overgrown
flora,
in old apartments
in alleyways
flora,
inside the woods
where i couldn't save you
if i have to save you i will
but i never thought i'd have to
if i have to save you i will
but i never thought i'd have to
flora,
'round in the dirt road
in rusty fences
flora,
on those old trains
inside my veins
if i have to save you i will
but i never thought i'd have to
if i have to save you i will
but i never thought i'd have to
flora,
now in my bedroom
into my skin
you seep & blossom
you slither down on him
flora,
the shapes you make
the lines on your forehead
flora,
you've mistaken me for something great
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