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lockjaw
03:25
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head underwater
knees against floor
nobody's daughter
not anymore
tongue - tied & slackjawed
withholding & withdrawn
no means no. you know that, right?
& also no is "not tonight"
head underwater
eyes on the prize
nobody taught her
to apologize
tongue - tied & lockjaw
withhold & then, withdraw
no means no. you know that, right?
& also no is "not tonight"
give pause to laws that laud the monster
give pause to laws designed to keep our heads underwater
no means no. you know that, right?
& also no is "not tonight"
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shostakovich
02:43
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strong arms
no spine
that's the way I like my men
unarmed this time
so we try to hold it together again
slow but dangerous in love
& not afraid to show it
waiting for the right person
who'll finally fuck me to shostakovich
red lips
quick wit
that's the way I like my women
her hips
make it
worth the awkward rhythm
slow but dangerous in love
& not afraid to show it
waiting for the right person
who'll finally fuck me to shostakovich
shrink from touching'
starve ourselves &
speak in boundaries
nothing else
strong arms
no spine
that's the way I like my men
unarmed
at all times
so we try to pull it together again
fragile
no spine
I'm more jellyfish than human
now that
you're finally mine
I've got no idea what we're doing
slow but dangerous in love
& not afraid to show it
slow but undercover tough
& frightens you to know it
slow but steady wins the race
your need for speed is showing
waiting for the right person
who'll finally fuck me to shostakovich
shrink from touching
food for thought
we speak in riddles
loves me, loves me
not when touching
starve ourselves
forget the flowers
nothing else
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fo[u]r stories
04:06
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scared of heights
I watch you fall four stories
left alive,
you hit the ground before me
hate the building
not the concrete
can't explain it if you let me
hate the building
not the concrete
can't explain it if you let me
misty-eyed
we read & fall for stories
mystified
by verse & allegory
resonate with every author
long after we're over
love your book but hate your posture
not to mention lack of closure
resonate with every author
long after we're over
won't you call again?
we could still be friends
twist the meaning of my words to suit your needs
no, you know what you heard
no, you know what you heard
the same story over &
over again
scared of heights
I watch you fall four stories
terrified
I watch you fall for stories
overnight you hit the ground
you left before I made a sound
you left before I made a sound
you left before I made a sound
the same story over & over again
the same story over & over & over & over again
never mind,
you always fall for stories
won't you call again?
we could still be friends
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red sky in mo[u]rning
02:31
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in a few years
I'll come home
once the dust in my veins has settled
hold your tears
I'll come home
once I learn how to deal with this coal - bellied kettle
my conscience, you call it, it leaves you unsettled
my conscience, you call it, it tastes just like metal
I'm nauseous, you called it, I never felt solid
red sky in mo[u]rning
the funeral march is at dawn
the moon gave no warning
whose side are you on in this coal - bellied kettle?
the red sky in mo[u]rning
leaves you unsettled
the red sky in mo[u]rning
tastes just like metal
the crows tried to warn me
I never felt solid
I never felt nauseous
I never felt
in a few years, I'll come home
once I learn how to deal with the fact that you're gone
in a few years, I'll come home
once I learn how to deal with the fact that you're gone
in a few years, this poem will be
once how I dealt with the coal - bellied kettle
my conscience, you call it,
it leaves you unsettled
I'm cautious, you called it,
I taste just like metal
I'm making you nauseous
I'm noxious
you felt it
in a few years, I'll come home
to a red sky in mo[u]rning
in a few years, I'll come home
to a red sky
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too young
05:48
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smoking will kill you but
so will your genes
you're too young to die
no, I won't let you leave
you've got too much left to do
I'll put the coffee on for you
you're too young to die
you're too young to die
I need
I need you close to keep me sane
indeed
better than most, you soothe my brain
someone who treats me human
a friend
a flower blooming
smoking will kill you but
so will your genes
you're too young to die
no, I won't let you leave
you've got too much left to do
I'll put the coffee on for you
you're too young to die
you're too young to die
smoking aside
I have few reasons left to keep me alive
I'll stick around if you do, too
I'll be your friend if you'll be mine
I need
I need to know I'm not alone
I need
I need for you to know
I love you so
someone who treats me human
don't ever leave
refuse it
smoking will kill you but
so will your blood
so you might as well smoke
if it makes you feel good
you've got too much left to do, I'll put the coffee on for you
there's too much left for us
how will we ever learn to trust?
you're too full of life to effectively die
you're too young to die...
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