Wintersleep
Preservation
That night he hurt you badIn that green, pastelsummer dressYou'd die alone with the landA hollow head in its handsBut everybody does thatBut with particular scorn,in polyurethane form,freeze dried, stuff to the brim- PreservationHide in our hideous masksYour daddy's shittyshake grassI told you I couldn't see itA monument of pills,grocery lists, telephone bills,pamphlets & dollarstore trinkets- PreservationBut if that was how you putit, and if you ever willed it,I would embroider youSongtexteIn disaffected kisses, inbleach reticent sunsets,soldered animal glueA hand too heavy to holdLips that won'tdo what they're toldHow do we ever begin it?How do we grow old?- Preservation
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