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im trying on the piano a pair of old jeans,
running farther than i ever have,
and nursing an affair
with a boy from the woods.
despite all of this, im tired of these lame-asses around here.
the civil engineer who views his work
as open heart surgery. surgery.
my cousin's deflated leg and
my uncle blowing prayers into the valve.
the railing stopping us from holding hands and jumping into the sea.
spray yourself with obsession.
reek from here to worcester. crunch your voice up into a ball,
toss it at the back of my head.
no one gets excited about the right things,
actually they don't get excited at all.
emily, i wish you were here.
running farther than i ever have,
and nursing an affair
with a boy from the woods.
despite all of this, im tired of these lame-asses around here.
the civil engineer who views his work
as open heart surgery. surgery.
my cousin's deflated leg and
my uncle blowing prayers into the valve.
the railing stopping us from holding hands and jumping into the sea.
spray yourself with obsession.
reek from here to worcester. crunch your voice up into a ball,
toss it at the back of my head.
no one gets excited about the right things,
actually they don't get excited at all.
emily, i wish you were here.